#and now i know they're brothers and therefore can be used for ANGST

[the-worm-king]

Goat bros, the guys 🐐

Ted Spankoffski, smoke club graduate

[mitsukiwa]

Baby, love me cause I'm playing on the radio.

A/N: FYI, I posted this story in Wattpad, therefor I don't want to hear I'm copying from someone or they're copying from me. I can assure you I'm the same person. With that being said enjoy (Billy willy has my heart) Pt 2I Pt 3I My wattpad user is 6arelyhuman_ if u want the outfits visuals u should read it there.

WARNING!!! There will include: angst, fluff, smut, love triangle (it's a bill ff so don't worry)

Summary: You love bill and there's no doubt in your heart, unbeknownst to you he feels the same way. You both have to overcome challenging events that leads the both of you to grow apart, what happens when his twin brother feels for you? Will you be able to crush his heart? What will you do to prevent hurting them both?

''If we could go back in time, what timeline would you go back to?'' I ask after a long moment of silence.

A stray thought that had crossed my mind, he hums in thought. Seemingly really thinking about it. He shifts his position on the grass. I also reposition myself differently, rolling over to my side to look at his side profile. He glances at me, then back at the sky.

''I would go back to before we got well known.'' I open my mouth to say something, but before I can he interrupts me.

'' Don't get me wrong, I'm happy with my life and how it turned out, It's everything I wanted and more.'' He lets out a sigh through his nose.

''Like if I actually would have gone to college, and I don't know? Lived life as an average man''

You nodded slowly. You knew where he was coming from because you had also thought of the same thing before.

''Tom wouldn't be a cocky womanizer,'' I say, electing a laugh from Bill beside me.

''Yeah, I think it's gotten to his head.'' ''You think?'' I say sarcastically. We both look at each other for a moment and burst into laughter.

Our laughter dies down, and we're left in comfortable silence. I glance up at the night sky, gazing at the stars that twinkle. Some were bigger than others, some even looked about the size of a speck of dust.

A sudden memory came to mind when we were little, the four boys and I would climb onto the roof of the twins' house and watch the night sky. We'd scream out 'Look a shooting star' as a bright star shot through the dark abyss. Simone would even prepare snacks for us to eat while we were up there.

The boys and I would make a wish, Tom always blurted out his, ''I want to date a hot model!''

I would playfully punch his shoulder as we all laughed at him. My wish was to always have the five of us stick together, no matter what.

''Remember Ria?'' Bill said, bringing back me from my thoughts. I roll my eyes at the name.

Bill dated her for a year. She was such a slut, she slept with Tom, knowing they were brothers. Bill was upset with his brother's poor decision. They didn't talk for months. They finally got over their differences so Bill forgave Tom.

''Yea,'' I say bitterly.

''Sometimes I wonder if she would have still dated me if I wasn't famous.'' He said honestly.

''probably not'' I say. In my opinion, she was only with Bill because he was a successful band leader.

And just wanted him for his fame, I wouldn't be surprised if she never loved him.

''I thought so too.'' He saids lowly.

It honestly breaks my heart. How sad and vulnerable he sounded saying this.

I reach for his hand interlocking my fingers with his. He rubs his thumb in a circular motion on my hand.

''she missed out on a whole lot'' I say causing him to smile.

''Really?'' he asks.

''Im sure'' I respond.

This seemed to make him feel better.

''You're a great friend'' He said, flashing me the brightest smile. I wince at the word 'friend', before quickly masking it with a smile of my own.

''I try to be'' I manage to say.

''Have you given Tom an answer''

" Have you given tom an answer?" God, why did he have to ruin such a great moment. I let out a sigh, " No, i've been avoiding him". Now saying those words out loud made me feel shitty. Bill frowned at me, clearly disappointed in my actions. " that's not how you should handle it" He said in a disapproving tone, shaking his head at me. " I know, I know I just" , My hands fly up to my face. I drag them down my face, leaving them to cover over my mouth. " I just don't want to hurt him with my answer" My words sounded muffled, though bill still managed to hear my words. "I'm pretty sure it hurts him more that you're ignoring him" He saids, stating the obvious. "I know and i feel like an ass hole" i groan out. "well, do you?" He asks, It takes me moment to process his question. "Do i what?" " Like him" He states simply, as if it was the most simplistic thing in the world. "I" The words caught in my throat. He pokes my cheek with his index finger. "Is that a blush i see?" He teases.

My heart breaks, he thought i liked tom, it wasn't like that at all, I only saw him as one of my best friends. Don't get me wrong i love him, but it was different than what i felt for bill.

I sit up, rubbing my hands on the fabric of my jeans, something i did when i was nervous, bill sat up also. "I don't know Bill" I say below a whisper. He frowns at me. " what is it, you can tell me" He throws an arm around my shoulder, bringing me close to his side. He places his chin on top of my head. I breath in his scent, breathing in what smelt like cologne and a hint of cigarettes.He was smoking again. I frown at the discovery. He had promised he would quit that habit, he only did so when he was stressed.

"The only right way to handle this situation is to tell the truth." I deflate, of course he was right, but i was scared, this could potentially ruin my friendship with both of them. And I honestly don't think i could ever handle something like that. They both mean so much to me. "come on" He nudged me in his arms.

HIS ARMS I felt so safe in his arms, his embrace was warm, the soothing strokes of his hand running through the locks of my hair could be enough to lull me to sleep.

I let out a puff of air, forcing myself to muster up some courage. "I'm still trying to figure out things out" It wasn't entirely the truth but somewhat close. I needed to figure out confessing my feelings to bill, or if i wanted to have tom hate me by doing so. It was the same outcome, one i so badly wanted to avoid. He hums in understanding.

"Got it, just don't avoid him, instead tell him those exact same words"

God, bill always knew what to say or do to make me feel better. I nod. I let out a quick 'ok'

"alright, i think we should get going, It's far too dark to be laying here in the park" He looks around. I laugh at him, he gives a frown in response.

"yeah, we may even get mugged." His eyes widened. He was so paranoid. I pat his shoulder, "Relax, the only thing they'll be getting is a card, and i sure as hell am not giving them my pin" He laughs at my humor. As we walk to his car in the parks parking lot he tells me about a few demos he's unsure of releasing. The ride to his apartment complex in LA was spent blasting music at full volume.

© Mitsukiwa 2023-Do not copy,post or translate my work anywhere.

[artemfication]

Experiment gone wrong

They/them, GN-reader, not proofread, sfw, reader has electro vision and is from Inazuma. Tiny bit of angst (kaeya), established relationship, kaeya gets turned into a kid by albedo on accident, no weird stuff happens I promise! I have recycled this from my wattpad genshin book bc i use that app to write down my ideas quickly lmao, I’m ranting again, pls enjoy this kaeya fluff!

'Oh...I don't think this was suppose to happen...' the Chief Alchemist of the Knights of Favonius rubs his chin as he looks down on the result of his latest experiment.

'M-Mister Albedo....what happened to Sir Kaeya?' Sucrose, his assistant, asks surprised and anxious at the same time.

'Please take him to Klee's room for a bit and put him on the bed. I will have to contact...his now caregiver...'

‘And he volunteerd?’

'Yes.'

'And you didn't think this would have had any consequences?'

'Well...I mean...every experiment has it's consequence-'

'It was a rhetorical question.' Y/n signs as they pinche the bridge of their nose. Instead of having a nice day off, their idiot of a boyfriend gave himself as a lab rat and now he has turned into a literal child! This feels illegal...

'I hope you're positive about being able to develop a cure for this within a day...'

'Of course, please make sure he stays safe until we have created a cure for him.' Albedo nods and he leaves the room with Sucrose, leaving them alone with the sleeping child. Perhaps they should ask Diluc if he still has the children clothes he and Kaeya used to wear. Fingers crossed he didn't throw them away.

'Kaeya...?' They kneel down beside the bed and carefully shakes the boy's arm to wake him up.

'Kaeya....?' They repeat and they sees his eyelid move, before it opens to reveal the beautiful deep blue iris with the starry pupil.

'Hey darling....' They greet him softly as he hums sleepily, blinking slowly and rubbing his eyes, before pushing himself up to sit.

'Where am I? Who are you?'

'You're in a room from the Knights of Favonius of Mondstadt. I'm Y/n, I always take care of you.'

'A-Are you my nanny...' they can tell he is a little nervous, yet oh so polite. He wasn't wrong when he told them people loved him as a kid, because he was so well-mannered.

'Please, just call me Y/n. No need to be formal with me, I'm not that old yet. And yes, I'm your nanny.' They chuckle and sit down beside him.

'Do you remember anything?'

'Not really...all I know is that I have...a brother and my dad.'

'Do you remember what he looks like?' They ask, trying to find out if he remembers his biological or adoptive father.

'He has long red hair and is very tall, he owns the Dawn Winery...so that would mean, that's my home!'

Oh Archons...

At least there is nothing wrong with his memory.

'I see...I'm happy your memory is still okay. Your dad asked me to take care of you since your brother is uhm...' this will be risky. But they can't tell him the truth or it will mess him up badly.

'Your brother went to Fontaine, as he needs to learn how to become a good knight in the future. Therefore he needs to know what's good and what's bad. And your father is busy with the tavern, but we could pay him a visit? We need to tell him you're okay after you hit your head when you were playing around Windrise, you scared me when you passed out. Luckily the healer told me you won't have any aftereffects.'

That's so evil...but they would love to see how Diluc is with kids as he is usually a very...stoic man.

'O-okay, but...can I hold your hand?'

'I'll carry you, it's not that far...but..' they grab a small cloak Albedo left them and hand it to little Kaeya.

'You have to wear this. Your dad doesn't want to risk people recognizing you. Otherwise they will touch you without permission and that is forbidden.'

'Oh....'

'They're not bad people...' they kneel before him, putting the cloak over his shoulders, before pulling the hood over his head.

'You are just too beautiful for people to believe that you're real.'

It's not a lie, but they can't risk people seeing him in this form, it will send him into confusion, but they don’t want him to have a panic attack as well.

'I-is it okay if I sleep on the way?' Kaeya asks as they have hoisted him on their back.

'Of course, if you're tired, you should always sleep. After all, a kid like you needs to sleep lots to be able to grow well.' They make sure he has the hood pulled over far enough, before leaving the headquarters as quietly as possible.

As soon as they’ve opened the tavern door, they are met by the winery owner, putting back some bottle and glasses.

'We're closed.'

'I have a problem.'

'What is it?' He asks and they nod towards the sleeping child on their back.

'He doesn't know about your dad...' they whisper and Diluc pulls the hood off to reveal a sleeping child Kaeya.

'The hell did you do to him?' He asks as he carefully takes the boy off their back to put him on an old couch.

'It was Albedo, he volunteered to be a lab rat and well...'

'The knights again.....'

'Just come here and I'll tell you what you need to do.'

They gesture for him to come to the bar and lean forward to whisper in his ear, telling him everything and anything they made up to avoid panic and confusion.

'Listen, he thinks you're your dad. He doesn't know anything. He has the memories of his twelve year old self, way before all of it happened. So please, don't make him panic...'

Diluc signs, shaking his head as he curses at the Knights for being so reckless and idiotic. But seeing little Kaeya reminds him of how close they were when they were younger. Glued to the hip, playing, sleeping, learning and exploring together. They were inseparable...until that one night...

'Listen, I-'

'Dad?' Kaeya's small voice interrupts Diluc and the red head looks down to see the kid has woken up again.

'You're awake, how are you feeling?'

'A little better...are you done with work?'

From a small distance, Y/n sees how Diluc's eyes have softened at the sight of little Kaeya and they have a small smile as they watches them interact.

'Dad? Since when did you shave?' Y/n almost chokes at the sudden question and covers their mouth to stop themselves from laughing.

'I shaved it when you were still asleep. Remember, I always leave at dawn.'

'Oh right...dad, when will Diluc come back?'

'Within a few weeks, Fontaine is quite far after all.'

'If you're done with work, we can go home, right?' Diluc looks from Y/n to Kaeya and back, making them just nod, telling him to just say yes and take him home.

'Why don't you go ahead with Y/n? I will finish cleaning and you can ask the maids to make your favorite food.' At that moment, Kaeya's stomach growls, making the boy smile sheepishly.

'I will dad, don't worry. I'll see you later.'

As Kaeya is getting ready to go to the Dawn Winery, Diluc leans over to Y/n who offers him her ear to listen.

'I'll send out a falcon to deliver a message to the staff so they're aware and won't spill anything. In the mean time, make sure you take your time getting there, stall him a little if you can.'

'I can't promise you anything, but I'll try to...' they mutter. Shortly after, they leave Mondstadt to walk to the winery and on their way, Y/n tries to get little Kaeya to trust them a little more as he is incredibly quiet. He has told them how he used to be such a shy person until he received his vision. Quite the turn of events...but perhaps becoming more confident meant protecting himself from noisy people. Because even though they've been together for a couple of years, he is still a mystery to them.

'M(x) Y/n, you have a vision right?'

'Yeah, I do. Why do you ask?' Kaeya suddenly stops walking and they stop as well to turn around with a questioning look.

'Because...Diluc also got his vision...but do you think I will get one too?' Oh no...

'Do you know what they say in Inazuma about visions?' They ask and kneel before him as he shakes his head.

'One's vision represents one's ambition. What they mean by that is, people with an ambition that appeals the gods will be granted a vision. The vision is suppose to be an aid for pursuing the said ambition.'

'But...how do you know your ambition? How do you find it?' They chuckle lightly and they take his hand to start walking again while Kaeya gives them a confused look.

'There are many ways you can discover your ambition. Your vision depends on your ambition. Let's say, an anemo vision. The god of anemo, Barbatos, is the god of freedom. To have a chance to obtain an anemo vision, your ambition must be to Barbatos' liking.'

'So how did you get your vision?'

'Me? I'm not sure. The Raiden Shogun is the god of eternity. But I'm not sure in what way my ambitions have anything to do with her desires. One day I was preparing to board the Crux Fleet to travel to Liyue. I was one of the Captain's Fleet protectors. I was simply enjoying the view at sea. When I was about to grab my food from my backpack, I found the electro vision.'

'Then what are your ambitions?'

They chuckle at his curiosity and they secretly wish his adult self would have maintained that curiosity. But sadly, nothing really impresses Kaeya that easily anymore. Even if he says it impressed him, his tone doesn't match his words.

'My ambitions...I just don't want to be lonely...but I like to be alone at the same time. The people I care about fall under my protection and I would do anything to prevent them from getting harmed.' As they spoke those words they have reached the Dawn Winery where they get greeted by the maids.

'M(x) Y/n, Young Master Kaeya, pleased to see you have returned in good health, we have already prepared Young Master Kaeya's favorite dish for dinner.'

'Fruity Skewers?! Woah, I haven't eaten those in a long time!'

'Well, how about you go and eat-'

'I'm back.' A heavy voice interrupts and both turn their heads to see Diluc entering the mansion as well.

'You're fast.'

'I was almost finished when you came in, so it was only a matter of time.'

'Dad, look! They made my favorite food!'

'I see, how about we go eat, hmm?' Something about Diluc acting like a dad makes him look more soft-spoken and happier. He is usually so stiff and...emotionless...

'I also received a letter addressed to you.' He hands Y/n a letter and they nod quietly as the takes it from him.

'You guys can start dinner, I'll be outside for a little while...taking care of some other stuff...'

Leaving the two to have some proper family time, they close the big door behind then and sit down on the stone fence to open up the letter, which is sealed with the Favonius symbol.

'They're quick...' they mumble as they read. Albedo has managed to make an antidote and it should be ready by tomorrow. So he is asking them to come to the headquarters so they can give it to Kaeya and get him back to his present self. As much as they love to see happy-go-lucky kid Kaeya and the way Diluc is treating him so warmly, it's not fair for kid Kaeya. At some point he'll have to find out everything, so it's best to go back to how things were and just hope that maybe, some day, the brothers will make up and become as close as they were once before.

They feed the falcon as a reward and rip a paper from their journal to write back a reply to the alchemist, stating that they will be there tomorrow around nine.

After sending the falcon back, they go inside again to join Diluc and Kaeya for dinner. Kid Kaeya is so different from his adult self. He did tell them what he was like as a kid, but seeing it with their own eyes makes them feel sad. If only he was still so bright and full of life as an adult as he was as a kid. To this day, all they know is that he turned to drinking to sooth his pain.

—

'So tomorrow he'll be back to normal again?' Y/n turns their head to see Diluc walk up to them as they are watching in de doorway over a sleeping Kaeya.

'Yes...'

'You're not happy?'

'I am...it's just sad to see him go back into hiding behind this mask...in the two years we've been together, not once did he show me real enthusiasm or any other emotion that wasn't related to him being confident and prideful....'

'Maybe talk to him about it?' They scoff at his suggestion. Since when did The Diluc Ragnvindr think talking was a good idea? He himself doesn't even like to talk!

'I will talk to him about it...if you start trusting people a little more.'

'I don't nee-'

'Yes, you do. Open up little by little. I saw the look on your face when you saw Kaeya being a kid....I know you want to find answers about your dad, but that doesn't mean you should close yourself off and assume every single person you meet will leave you.'

'But I don't...I don't find anyone interesting...'

'Jean.'

'Jean?'

'Yeah, Jean.' Diluc looks stupidly confused, almost making them laugh at his dumbfounded face. They have never seen anyone looking that lost. Let alone Mondstadt's most desired bachelor.

'You two would look pretty cute...'

'Shut up.'

'I'm just say-'

'You will not speak of whatever happened today, or I will personally throw you into one of Natlan's volcanos.'

'I would like to see you try.' He simply huffs in response, before leaving to do his usual Dark Knight Hero stuff and right before they are about to close the door, they hear sniffing from the bed and Kaeya's small voice.

'M(x) Y/n...?'

'Did I wake you?'

'No...I was just having a bad dream...'

'Do you want some water?' A moment of silence, before Kaeya responds shyly with a request.

'W-will you stay with me...?'

'If you want me to...are you scared?'

'Yes...Diluc used to always sleep next to me so the bad dreams wouldn't come. But now that he is away, they keep coming back...'

They sit down on the floor next to his bed to softly run their fingers through his hair, hoping for him to calm down and go back to sleep again.

'You're safe here, Kaeya. I promise.' So it appears he's been having these nightmares since childhood...

The way he asked for them to stay hasn't changed either...they remember, before they were dating, Kaeya would sneak into their room through the window to find comfort. They always ended up cuddling him to sleep. And whenever they were over at his place, he always asked them to sleep over so he could cling himself onto them, face buried in their neck. Apparently the perfume they always wear is calming to him.

—

'Y/n~' a voice sing songs playfully as someone is poking their finger against their cheek. They moan tiredly and peek carefully to see who is waking them.

'Why were you sleeping on the floor, love?' instead of a little kid, they see a grown Kaeya looking at them in amusement, knelt down beside then on the floor.

Upon realizing, they immediately pull him into a tight embrace, making him let out a laugh as he hugs them back just as tight.

'You idiot, what were you thinking, offering yourself to be Albedo's test subject?!'

'I thought it would be fun...but what happened? Why are we at the winery?'

'I'll tell you...once we get home..'

'What about Diluc, he's not back yet?'

'I am.' Both turn their heads to the door to see the red head having his arms crossed, looking like his usual cold self.

'Don't you guys have to be at the Favonius headquarters?' The second to last word spewed out like it was poison.

'Oh, right, we have to tell Albedo.'

'And here I thought I could have a nice breakfast-'

'We can get that at Good Hunter, now let's go you dumbass.' Y/n drags their boyfriend out of the winery, yelling a thank you to Diluc and when the door closes, the ex-cavalry captain has a small smile om his lips. At least Kaeya found someone who makes him happy and comforts him. Something he failed to do...

—

'Albedo!'

'M(x) Y/n and sir Kaeya...'

'He turned back to his old self over night! He seems fine so I don't think the cure is needed.'

'That's a relief. At least we have an antidote in case something similar happens again.' They then turn to Kaeya with their hands on their hips, giving him a heavily displeased glare. He isn't scared of many things and his partner is normally their usual confident, smart , cute — and in the back of his mind, pretty damn sexy — self. But the glare he is receiving now is giving him goosebumps in fear.

'And you...' they begin, their eyes now turning purple. 'You get three seconds to run, before I hunt you down and throw you into the Cider Lake off Mondstadt's highest point.'

'3...'

'I gotta go!'

'2...'

'I swear it won't-'

'1...'

'Bye-'

The two zoom out of the lab, leaving both Albedo and Sucrose a little perplexed.

'Is that how relationships work?' The Chalk Prince asks curiously at which his assistant quickly shakes her head, cheeks tinted pink.

'No, no, this is only how sir Kaeya and m(x) Y/n's relationship works. Not every couple is like that!'

'Hmm...interesting.'

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To Ascend Again

Summary: After falling from the Celestial Realm, the seven brothers must rely on each other emotionally to cope with the loss of their sister, Lilith. Meanwhile, they are also trying to adjust to their new forms and heal both the physical and emotional wounds caused by the Celestial War. Their bonds become stronger than ever since the fall, and they learn to rise again from the calamity that befell them.

Genre: Angst/Hurt

A/N: Here is Chapter 7, sorry for the wait! I've officially decided to make the chapters longer. So buckle up. This Chapter is a conclusion of the HoL tour. We pretty much know the layout of the house by now so I didn't feel it necessary to cover everything. But later chapters will bring some of the rooms (*cough* Lilith's room *cough*) into the story. But I hope you enjoy most of the chapter is Levi's POV! I'm going to try and dedicate a chapter to each of the brothers' perspectives so we can really get in and dissect what they're feeling.

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Chapter 7: The Avatar of Envy

The tour of the House of Lamentation was taking longer than intended as the brothers explored the house and took note of which bedrooms they wanted to occupy. Asmo of course chose the bedroom with the biggest and most extravagant bathroom, which was quick to start an argument amongst the brothers.

“That’s not fair at all, why does HE have to get the good bathroom?” Levi whined. His amber eyes glowed a deep orange hue as he felt his sin of envy begin to take over. He didn’t want to admit it, but he was undeniably jealous of Asmo. All he wanted was to soak in a bathtub, rather than standing under the harsh droplets of water from a shower. Asmo had a huge smile on his face as he hummed to himself. “Because I’M the Avatar of Lust, darling! My appearance is vital to my status!” Levi groweld in response, knowing Asmo was taking notice of his jealousy. Diavolo let out a hearty laugh as he led the brothers back down the staircase. “There’s no need to worry, Leviathan. Each of your rooms has its own personal bathroom connected.” Lucifer sighed, he really wished his brothers didn’t announce their criticisms so openly in front of Diavolo. They should be lucky that they even have a place to stay thanks to the Demon Prince’s generosity. He watched as Levi groaned, itching the side of his neck. He was progressively getting more and more irritated and he couldn’t figure out why. “Leviathan, what’s the matter?” Lucifer asked as they all made their way back into the entryway of the house. He had also noticed how irritable his younger brother was becoming. “My neck is itchy, and I feel like I'm drying out.” he huffed. Barbatos made his way over to Levi, and touched the now very angry red spot on his neck. “Not to worry, Leviathan. You just need some hydration. The gills you possess in your demon form act very much like the gills of the aquatic species. Therefore, you should take care to make sure you stay hydrated throughout the day as it will most likely cause you to transform.” Levi gaped at him, unsure how to feel about this new discovery. He was still having difficulties controlling when his demon form took over, but now he had gills to worry about?

Barbatos bowed, stepping back to Diavolo’s side. “I think we’ve covered just about everything, so please feel free to retire for the evening. I can imagine how tired you all must be.” The demon prince was about to make his way out the door when he stopped, suddenly remembering something important. “Oh, Lucifer! We will return tomorrow morning with a few items for you all. I have something that will prove to be useful for you as you settle into the Devildom. Not to mention I’d like to discuss the details of getting you all enrolled in my Academy.” Lucifer dipped his head in response. “Of course, I’ll be sure we’re all ready when you arrive.” Diavolo gave him one last smile as Barbatos shooed him out the door. “Let’s leave them to relax, My Lord.” he said as they left, the door shutting behind them. Once they were gone, Lucifer turned around to face his brothers. They were chatting amongst themselves when all of a sudden his stomach growled. The next task at hand was to figure out dinner and how he would manage to feed all 7 of them. “Would any of you care to join me to find something for dinner to bring back?” Everyone nodded except for Levi, who was sitting on one of the couches in the entryway looking miserable. “Leviathan, how about you go to your room and have a bath?” The 3rd born glanced up at him and nodded weakly. “Okay. Bring me back something somewhat edible.” he said, getting up and heading for the staircase. “And not fish, either.” he added, looking pale. Lucifer chuckled. “Got it. As for the rest of you… Mammon, how about you come along with me. Beel, Belphie, Asmo and Satan, you stay here and relax for a bit.” 

***

Levi’s room was well, to put it one way, unique. As if there weren’t enough surprises in store for him, the plain walls and ceiling were magically transformed into a giant fish tank. He had a feeling that Diavolo set it up that way for him knowing he would choose it. After having his powers assessed, his form is very much like a serpent or sea creature, so he found that being surrounded by water is very soothing. Levi stood in the center of his new bedroom, taking in the gentle sounds of flowing water from the tank. He could feel himself beginning to relax, the anxiety from the day beginning to lift from his shoulders. “Diavolo, thank you so much…” he whispered to himself. He made his way to his bathroom, and almost cried at the sight of the bathtub. He quickly turned on the faucet, and stripped his way out of his clothes. As he waited for the water in the bath to warm up slightly, he couldn’t help but glance at himself in the large mirror above the sink. He hadn’t fully taken in his demon form since his fall, and he was still not quite used to it and the effects it had on his body. He brought a hand up to touch his neck, feeling the delicate, aquamarine scales and the grooves of his gills hidden underneath. Levi shivered at the feel of them, dropping his hand to his side. His amber eyes filled with tears as he glanced down at himself. While his wounds were pretty much healed from his fall, some scars still remain etched into his skin as a reminder for his sins. He had also immediately noticed some obvious changes to his body in this form from the beginning, and he found that he was honestly quite disgusted with himself. Who could ever love me when I look like this? He thought. The burning in his neck was enough to pull him from his negative thoughts and he finally stepped into the bath. He sighed in relief as he sank down into the water. After soaking for a couple of minutes, the burning subsided. He leaned his head back and allowed his eyes to close. 

He woke up to knocking on the bathroom door. “Levi, are you okay in there? Dinner is here.” It was Lucifer’s voice. “Y-Yeah, just don’t come in! I’ll be down in a sec!” he called, water splashing out of the tub as he quickly attempted to cover himself just in case his brother felt like barging in. “It’s fine, just come down whenever you’re ready.” Lucifer said. He sounds tired, Levi thought. He felt a pang of sadness in his chest as he got out of the tub. He knew his brothers were each dealing with their own issues regarding their new forms as well as still mourning the loss of their sister. Once again, tears formed in the corners of his eyes. He hadn’t allowed himself to think much about the loss of Lilith. He wasn’t ready to accept it yet. Shaking his head, he quickly got dressed again and made his way back downstairs to the dining room. “Finally Levi! Did ya shrivel up in there? Get over here I'm starvin’.” Mammon said, opening up one of the many take-out containers lining the table. Levi was thankful it was only burgers this time since he was still getting a taste for Devildom food. At least he hadn’t audibly gagged like Asmo did once at Diavolo’s castle. He smiled to himself, remembering how upset Lucifer had gotten at him, as it reminded him of the old times together in the Celestial Realm. The room was silent as they all dug into their meals. Everyone was exhausted from the day, and were anxious to retreat to their rooms. Lucifer finally broke the silence, clearing his throat. “As you all know, Diavolo is coming back over tomorrow to tell us about the Academy he expects us to attend.” They all glanced up at him, still chewing their food. Levi studied his elder brother’s face as he continued. He had dark bags under his eyes, and his crimson eyes were devoid of any real emotion as he continued, “So I would suggest that you all go get ready for bed after you finish eating.” he said. No one argued with him, more than likely they noticed the state Lucifer was in as well. Suddenly, they all began to hear a soft snoring coming from the end of the table. They all glanced down to see Belphie with his head down in his fries, his burger only half eaten. Levi followed the rest of his brothers as they snickered. Even Lucifer laughed, which he could hardly believe. He hasn’t heard his older brother truly laugh in quite some time.  “Someone take him to bed, already.” he said, chuckling. Beel got up from the table and lifted his twin brother into his arms. “I got him. Since we’re sharing a room, I guess we’ll both be heading to bed. Good night everyone.” he said as he headed out of the dining room. “Oh, and save his leftovers in case he gets hungry in the middle of the night.” 

Levi yawned as his other brothers began to file out of the dining room. He and Mammon were the last to leave since they stayed to help clean up. “Ya feelin’ better Levi?” he asked as they began to head upstairs. Levi nodded, giving him a weak smile. “Yeah, a little. I didn’t realize how much of a toll my demon form took on me.” Mammon hummed in agreement. “I feel that. I can’t control mine from takin’ over either so don’t go feelin’ bad or nothin’, okay?” Levi couldn’t help but glance up at the twisted horns that were now poking through his brother’s snowy white hair. He also noticed his wings on his lower back that drooped behind him as he walked, the material of the shirt he was wearing now torn and frayed where they had ripped through. He’s obviously seen Mammon’s form plenty of times now since their fall, but this was the first time he was really taking it in. “Thanks, Mammon. I appreciate that.” he said, fidgeting with his hands. Mammon patted him on the back. “Don’t mention it, I um. I want to try and be there for you guys more.” he said awkwardly, rubbing the back of his head. “Well, here’s your stop.” Levi glanced back up to see they were already at his room. “Thanks. Goodnight, Mammon. And u-um, I’m here for you too. Y-You know. In case you need anything. ” he stuttered, glancing away from Mammon’s golden gaze. Laughing, Mammon reached out and messed up Levi’s own hair. “H-Hey!” he protested. “Goodnight, little bro.” Mammon said, hurrying down the hallway as Levi called after him, “I’m not that much younger than you, you know!” 

*** Levi had fallen asleep in his bathtub. He didn’t know why, but something about the tall, porcelain walls were extremely comforting to him. It’s as if they were keeping him safe. Confined. Hidden from the dark, unfamiliar territory of the Devildom. He stretched awake, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He hadn’t been awoken by any knocks on his door, so he figured it was still pretty early. Getting up out of his tub, he headed out of the bathroom and into his room. It felt so…empty. The bare walls that weren’t taken up by the fish tank were staring back at him, begging to be covered. Back in the Celestial Realm, they weren’t allowed to indulge in any sort of personal decor in their rooms, as it was a sign of materialism which was considered to be a Sin. In a way, he felt a sort of relief wash over him at the fact that he had the freedom to decorate his new space anyway he wanted. But what do I even like anymore? He wondered, biting his lower lip. Back in the Celestial Realm, he did indulge in some hobbies from the Human World, but he was always forbidden from pursuing them. He’s always possessed the tendency to hyperfixate and go a little overboard and he tried his best to keep that to himself.

 The tile floor was cold on his bare feet as he approached his bedroom door. He paused when he heard the sound of yelling coming from somewhere in the house. Quickly, he yanked open his door and ran out into the hallway. “Lucifer?!” he yelled, running in the direction of where the voices were coming from. One was definitely his eldest brother’s voice, and he could hear the sound of something crashing and hitting the floor. The sounds took him into the kitchen, where he saw Lucifer in his demon form and a very pissed off looking Satan. He shivered, feeling the heavy tension in the air. “Fuck you, Lucifer!” the little blonde boy yelled, baring his fangs. Levi’s eyes widened, unsure of where his little brother learned that sort of word. Probably spending too much time around Mammon, he thought. His older brother did have quite the foul mouth lately. “That will be enough out of you, Satan.” Lucifer snarled, his lip curling in disgust. Levi glanced between them and noticed an entire pan of what appeared to be scrambled eggs on the ground. “W-What is going on here?” Levi said, nervously. Lucifer whipped around at the sound of his voice. “Your brother decided he didn’t want eggs for breakfast.” Satan let out a low growl, his barbed tail lashing back and forth behind him. “You guys aren’t my brothers.” Levi took a step forward, holding his hands up and preparing himself to transform if need be. “Hey Satan, wait-” Before he could finish his sentence, Satan took off from the kitchen wiping his tear filled eyes. Lucifer sighed and began to pick up the eggs off the floor. “I don’t know what we’re going to do about him. I’m sorry if we woke you, Levi.” The Avatar of Envy shook his head. “I-I was up already…Um…Where did we get the eggs?” He asked, wanting to avoid talking about the incident with Satan. Lucifer glanced at the fridge. “Apparently the Little D’s left us some basic ingredients.” Levi nodded, leaning against the kitchen counter. “Want to help? I’d rather get breakfast over with before Diavolo and Barbatos arrive.” Together, they got to work on making a new batch of eggs, as well as frying some bacon while Levi handled toast and drinks. 

Levi almost dropped the glass he was pouring juice into when he heard Lucifer begin to hum behind him. He recognized the tune immediately; He used to sing the lullaby to him and his younger brothers when they were scared, usually from some sort of nightmare that plagued their dreams in the middle of the night. Levi smiled softly as he remembered going into Lucifer’s room one night to already see the Twins being comforted by him. They did share the same dreams sometimes, so it only made sense that both of them were there. Speaking of the Twins, at some point Beel must have entered the kitchen, lured in by the smell of food cooking. “Good morning Beel. Help us set the table, breakfast is almost ready.”  Lucifer said. Beel nodded enthusiastically. “Sure, it smells delicious.” As the three of them continued to get the table set for breakfast, the rest of the brothers began to trickle in, all except for Satan. “Hey Lucifer, um.. What about Satan?” Levi whispered as they stood in the doorway to the kitchen. Lucifer shook his head. “He’ll come down when he’s ready. Or hungry enough.” Lucifer cleared his throat, catching the attention of the other 4 brothers. “Now the rest of you, eat up. Diavolo and Barbatos will be arriving soon.” 

[zalrb]

Has there ever been a case where you know a dialogue is unearned but you liked it anyways?

Hmm, interesting question!

Like, you've known her two minutes, Oz, couldn't you just really like her? You dork.

I accept it because seasons 1-3 BTVS is very teen with very teen characters so sure, you hung out and went on two dates and now you're in love, lol OK, but also because they do end up earning this as the seasons progress.

Yue and Sokka aren't exactly unearned

they go through a lot of shit in a short span of time and they're also very young which exacerbates the very high angst and they're established from the get-go as a forbidden romance

but the high drama of it all within three episodes always makes me chuckle because it's SO MUCH and SO maudlin for the one week to maybe one month they've known each other.

Like, Sokka volunteering for the dangerous mission when the Fire Nation attacks is within character since it's established from the pilot and consistently throughout the season that he is/strives to be a warrior but it's also framed as a partial response

to the back-and-forth he's got going on with Yue

and I just find it all almost comically angsty. Like, this their first meeting alone

after their initial meeting that went like this (although when he asks her out the next day he says the party wasn't as fun after she left, which could mean they got past the awkward phase and actually, you know, spoke)

so I'm like LMAO I LOVE IT BUT THIS IS SO DRAMATIC.

I've spoken about how Reaper and Sunny are earned and unearned at the same time for me. From another post of mine:

Essentially, I used Reaper and Sunny from Goblin as an example of a ship with chemistry but with what I consider subpar execution.

Essentially, in their past lives Reaper was a king – Wang Yeo – and Sunny was his queen – Kim Sun

and he murdered her because of her brother, Shin, who is the titular Goblin. After Yeo killed Sun, he then committed suicide.

Centuries later, they meet again where Yeo is reincarnated as a grim reaper and Sun is now a restaurant owner named Sunny and they have no recollection of their past lives but when Reaper sees Sunny, he immediately cries

and when he sees a portrait of Sun that his past self painted, he has a breakdown

but he doesn’t know why, and while he and Sunny are drawn toward each other in the present

they spend virtually no time together, which is a part of the comedy, because Reaper isn’t a human and therefore doesn’t have human things, he doesn’t have a name so he tells her that his name is the name a very popular Korean actor.

He doesn’t have a job he can tell her about or a business card, at first he doesn’t even have a phone, so he avoids her because he doesn’t know how to answer her questions

so basically 95% of their time in the present is apart with Sunny wondering why he isn’t calling her or contacting her (when he wears his hat he’s invisible to humans)

and Reaper very much wanting to and not knowing how.

And that would be OK because what’s happening is their history is fuelling their present so even though they don’t know much about each other, their love and their tragedy survived reincarnation and is causing all of this intensity, but the issue with that is, we don’t get their story in the past either, we get three scenes repeated over and over and over and over again, which are

1. he watches her walk with bowls on her shoulders.

2. he catches her when she falls

3. he kills her.

Near the end of the drama, we get the last argument between them and then the drama replaces the actors who play their past selves with them.

So I don’t know a lot, I don’t know why they loved each other in the past, I don’t know why they love each other now,  I don’t really know what they’re like together but what I do know is their emotional chemistry is off the charts

so I like them enough to go along with what I’m seeing because they sell it

[safyresky]

Hello, hope you don't mind me coming in so much to posit a lot of What If questions. BUT YOU CANT STOP ME EITHER WAY! You've just made a really good sandbox world to ponder in lol

But! I'm on my lunch and NEEDED to ask you: I can probably assume that you've thought about an AU where Jacqueline was the firstborn and therefore got cursed. BUT! What if it was THE TWINS that were born first? Twins -> Jack -> Jacqueline birth order.

Would the curse only work on one twin? Would it work on both? How devastating do you think it would be for Blaise to deal with two cursed twins? How MORE devastating would it be for him to watch as only one twin is cursed and they both have a violent falling out HAVING TO WATCH THE CYCLE CONTINUE YET AGAIN!?

How would Jack and Jacqueline deal with their oldest sibling (or siblings) being cursed and evil?

I know we're on the cusp of receiving more Blaise angst in the next chapters, but just a whole lot of family angst please!

Do you know, I have tango'd with the idea of reverse age order, where Fino and Fiera came first, THEN Jack and Jacqueline, and I've never actually been able to like. Figure it out in my head! I think a younger Jack and Jacqueline is an absolutely HORRIBLE thing, could you IMAGINE???? They'd be gremlins, my god, there's only a few hundred years between them instead of a thousand and an almost half and they'd be TROUBLE. ON TOPIC NOW

I've no idea which twin actually came first. I think Fiera's older? But some days she says Fino is older? But I'm like, 80% sure Fino's the baby. By a few seconds if anything. Anyway, rambles aside, lemme. Rotate this in my head all day as I slowly answer this bc now I'm thinking! Now I am THINKING.

Anyway, we love to see what ifs so please, don't apologize! SO. Let's what if! Here's how I think it would go...

I think that they would share the curse, a la the way Eda and Lilith do in The Owl House. MAYBE they're both born with it; maybe it's just the one. Regardless, they look out for one another because curse aside, that's their hecking TWIN. So somehow, in some way, whether it be one gets it and the other finds a way to use magic to split it, or they are both born with half a curse, they're sharing it.

And it's. It's rough. given that it is divided, they're not as evil as they could be, but they have some bad days, some worse days, sometimes they're both doing schemes, other times one is scheming and the other is being a voice of reason. Basically, the entire time they are cursed, they're out here supporting each other, both WITH evil schemes/shenanigans, and maybe NOT doing that particular one. I will say, though, that a cursed Fino and Fiera duo would deff be responsible for some (if not all) of the following, and more probably:

Pompeii

Every fire London has ever had, ever

Global warming/climate change

Waters receding

Summers being WAY TOO HOT

Forest fires

Most famous explosions

The Titanic, somehow, but that was an accident, for real, they mean it

They're chaotic! And they don't really have a sort of focus on any one particular like, legendary figure or anything. They're just here to ruin everything. They're trying not to, most days! Really! But it's HARD. They just can't not set the thing on fire. And when Fino starts dipping into the warlock stuff? Dear god. Shenanigans do be RAMPING UP.

Blaise is just constantly exhausted. He is too tired to even THINK of the moral consequences or how he feels or anything like that. His daily mantra is "FUCK my STUPID, FUCKING BROTHER". I think if the Twins were BOTH cursed, he'd 100% believe in the curse and just. Curse Pyros back, maybe even. Winter, meanwhile, is too warm to function. This house is too hot. But she agrees with Blaise 100%: FUCK Pyros, man. That guy SUCKS.

BUT ANYWAY, I've no idea when Jack comes around, but when he does, the Twins do tone it down a notch. they're like, look, there's a kid involved? Maybe we should like. Try to keep it cool. Winter's happy to finally have ANOTHER WINTER SPRITE in the house. Finally, she can cool off.

OH. BUT YOU KNOW WHAT WOULD PROBABLY HAPPEN??????

THE TWINS WOULD PROBABLY GROW RESENTFUL TOWARDS JACK! ESPECIALLY SINCE HE IS, AFTER ALL, JACK FROST, RIGHT? SO HE GETS THE TITLE AND MAKES A NAME FOR HIMSELF AND IS KNOWN BY ALL AND FINO AND FIERA AREN'T AND THIS DEFFS UPSETS THEM. OH MY GOD. OH NO. AND THEN JACQUELINE COMES AROUND, AND SHE IS THE BABY OF THE FAMILY, AND JACK IS LIKE, LOOK AT MY LITTLE SISTER! AND SHOWS OBVIOUS FAVOURITISM, AND OH MY GOD. THE RESENTMENT BUILDS.

Sorry this is so rambley, but like. I am thinking as we go here! This is a Live Dani Reaction! Anyway, the downside to all of these speculations is that I see NO way in which Jacqueline doesn't STILL get hurt bad, barring the obvious "Only one twin is cursed, the other isn't at fights to save their Twin, only to get hurt badly in the end in the Twin's own version of the day of darkness". AND THEN, seeing all FOUR kids be part of this infeuding fallout thing, my god. Repeating the cycle? these fuckos are out here doing it at TWO TIMES THE SPEED, APPARENTLY!

Okay this is SUCH a ramble, I am SO sorry, let me tl;dr some answers for you:

The curse could work on one twin, or both! I personally like the idea of them sharing it, bc it would frustrate both Blaise AND Pyros and that is HILARIOUS to me

Pyros being like COME ON. BE MORE EVIL and Blaise being like PLEASE. BE LESS EVIL. As the pair of them pull one way over the other and deal with this life long struggle of being cursed stony!

IF they share it, they would grow resentment when Jack gets his title, and even more resentful when Jacqueline comes along bc of favouritism from Jack, and also favouritism they'd perceive from Blinter, though Blinter wouldn't show obvious favouritism to the two younger kids.

(Jack's an ass, though. He WOULD show favouritism amongst the siblings, and not being the cursed kid wouldn't change that at all lmao)

And this would lead to a DoD tragedy with the Twins hurting Jacqueline, because in the "they share it" option, there is no way Jacqueline DOESN'T get Day of Darkness'd, FIRE edition.

Anyway (so much for a tl;dr)

IF one twin is cursed but not the other, either

A) the not-cursed Twin would find a way to share the curse, or

B) they would have a DoD equivalent fallout

And yes, Blaise would be heartbroken by this! Because the cycle, despite his best attempts, continues once again; he's been dragged back into his toxic family's shit, the history has repeated himself and he tried EVERYTHING to avoid it but couldn't do it! Devastating blow for the groupchat! It isn't his fault but of course he'd blame himself.

Jack would probably be really shitty right back to them any time they were super evil to him, whereas Jacqueline, being the lil bundle of energy and excitement and absolute sunshine she was as a kid, would ADORE her twin siblings and be ALL over them which I'm sure would get annoying to a point

She'd probably try, when she's older, to find a way to help them. Could you imagine? A travelling sorcerer Jacqueline, who picks up on the Warlock blood and learns as MUCH as she can to try and help her older siblings, bc she sees how hard it's been for them; she sees how much they've upset Jack, and she sees how much it hurts her parents and by the GODDESS, SHE IS GOING TO BREAK THIS DAMNED CYCLE OR HER NAME ISN'T JACQUELINE WINTER FROST, LEGATE TO JACK FROST, SORCERESS EXTRAORDINAIRE (she'd totally call herself a sorceress bc it sounds badasss and sorcerers would get mad at her like YOU ARE USING ALL THE MAGIC! YOU ARE A WARLOCK NOT A SORCERER! and she, of course, would reply with an I do what I WANT)

So yes, a LOT more angst on ALL fronts, especially with Blaise! But I think that Jacqueline's determination to break the cycle, her unrelenting positivity and her "idgaf that you don't think I can/should do this, I AM GOING TO DO IT" attitude really kinda moves them all!

And maybe, maybe she manages to break the curse just through sheer determination. Or maybe she runs into Lucy in her travels, who helps her break their curse. who's to say! There's so many ways it could go! But by GOD if I don't love every single one of the possibilities that I've thought of, LET ALONE the ones anyone reading this may think of along the way!

[brick-a-doodle-do]

Heyyoooooooo beloved!

Sorry for being absent, i was preparing for my graduation ceremony! And totally didn't almost trip in it!

But that's not important, 😜

Tiny workers au!

So since you have that massive list of awesome attractions, and various cc s in the au, how about the tinies and giants fav and most hated of the attractions?

Hmmmm also sorta same idea as shapeshifter ranboo, do you think there are like hunters or traffickers of tinies? Maayybbbee a hurt comfort idea of Wilbur saving Tommy in some way (I'm a firm stan in crimebois if it wasn't obvs by now😂)

Ohh and maybe what is the most illegal "contraband" the tinies try to smuggle into the park from their giant friends that the boss keeps confiscating, go crazy with this!

Missed doing asks! I hope all has been well🥰

hii!! >:DD

nono don't apologize ik you have a life!! and :000 that is amazing!! excusing you almost tripping, i'm so happy for you!

that is so important i am always happy to hear about your life too!! i talk to much about me with these asks dsjbjdgsdnf

mm yes beloved au >:]]

i don't do this like ever but i'm skipping over this question! but i have a good explanation and that is i am planning on making a huge masterpost for this au seeing as writing it as a multi-chapter story might be difficult, and in said masterpost i'm going to be going over this exact thing with each of the regulars & the employees :)

okay so this is a cool question cause i've been so caught up in fluff for this au that angst totally slipped my mind!!

i'm going kinda deep into backstory here so bear with me as i too figure out the worldbuilding to this au as i'm writing :)

the park is pretty much the only location in the world that has tinies working as semi-regular people. a lot of the population leave the species alone, and a good majority of people don't even know they exist. so the park definitely breaks a lot of social norms that've slowly just built up naturally. while there are no laws just yet against using tinies for labor and you can technically do whatever you want with them, there are certainly organizations that are against the idea of the park.

especially after it opened, a handful of large corporations started looking into using tinies. a few decided against it while others sealed the deal.

it's kind of like with my spy au where under most moral circumstances, the borrower(s) at hand have a choice: stay or go. and more often than not---with a little bit of manipulative persuasion, the borrower goes.

so as far as traffickers go and hunters go, if (sorry for any typos beyond this point my friend's dog is literally shoving her face onto my keyboard while i type lmao) there is any it'd most likely be from someone who's trying to save them--to bring them "back to where they belong" but like in a /pos way sdhdghafsdnf

but if written from the opposite pov this could totally be seen as a /neg thing, therefore angst has presented itself to the ideas table :D

mm have this scenario:

a few month's after wilbur's first meeting with tommy--they're beyond comfortable with each other and have easily reached the "brother" stage--a small group comes and organizes a protest against the park just a bit away from the front gates, where the golfing is located. (in my mind you enter the park, walk a 'lil bit, and you're there but there's work to be done !!) beeduo has gone to take a walk because ranboo was on edge basically the entire morning. so that left tommy. alone. with his thoughts and the yells of dozens of humans outside yelling god knows what.

he stays there for what feels like hours before he hears an ever-so-loud knock echo around his hollow home. tommy dreads whoever it is, but soothes immediately at the sound of wilbur's voice calling out gently to him.

(ps. wilbur takes tommy home after that and they stay there for a few days :D just too lazy to write that and i know if i do this ask would be way too long)

hdhsfjdsgjdnf yep i've noticed loll but dw, crimebois are very beloved to me as well so answering these are a blast >:DD

hmm this is a hard one! i feel like tommy'd just try to bring back a lot of coke but his boss says that's too much energy for him and he'd get another dozen complaints filed against him instantly. tubbo'd also try to befriend and take care of bees lol

but i mean as for stuff that's actually illegal and can't be found anywhere inside the park and they'd get into real trouble if ever found with it, i can't think of anything !! D:

jeez this is terrible i've never had an idea come to a stop before >:v

a aha just thought of smth lmaoo (like 10 seconds later irl)

okay so like yk catnip n shit? what about that but for borrowers. cause weed may be like too strong for a borrowers system (no don't make me get into biology for this au just yet) so there's a specific plant that borrower's have used for centuries. now this isn't exactly original and i can definitely think of better things but c'monnn

imagine techno, after hearing about it from wilbur, tending to a small garden of it just for the borrowers :( /pos

i love soft techno this is just an excuse to make him exist in this au /hj

and i mean if the boss ever found that he'd get pissed cause yk they're supposed to be good employee's if they're going to live on his property and eat his food blah blah blah yk the dad talk,,,,

also also also i was just abt to post this when i got the idea of this:

tw for mention of vore & fatal vore (fatal vore will not happen in this au dw)

another thing that they'd absolutely get yelled at for is like imagine smth to help with noms? i actually forgot how i set up noms for this au but i'm all for updating the worldbuilding so now it's official that a tiny can comfortably be stored in a human's storage for up to about two-four hours before it'll get uncomfortable and even lethal.

a human's storage is extremely small and just barely has enough room to house two four-inch-borrowers, like it's tight and narrow asf. so maybe there's like a black-market type item where it's like some type of drink that makes the borrower more comfortable? maybe it relaxes the tinies mind and messes w smth in their body that makes staying inside a storage for longer than the suggested time without like yk dying

all is well here, hope it is the same there!! <''3 can't wait to hear from you more :D (but still don't force urself to ask things just wait till u have the time to. i've got the patience for it :])

[with-love-from-hell]

Hi, I just wanted to say that I'm a really huge fan of your works, especially with Vermilion Skies being my number one favourite and I am so grateful that I found your blog, because every post that you make really brightens my day when it's becoming too much for me.

I hope that it isn't too much for me to ask, but may I request a scenario where the Mc hasn't gotten much sleep for 2-3 days and starts having a debate over the fact that humans are, by some weird technicality, sentient soup with Solomon and this is their reasonings for that claim:

1. the fact that we are made out of approx. 70 % of water and all of the other bodily fluids that we make, is therefore broth

2. Our core body temperature is 38 degrees

3. The cells that make up the constructs of our bodies are just the herbs and spices that we use to flavour the stock and proteins 4. Our nerves are noodles

5. your personality is the topping that you add to your soup

6. Your skin is basically a bowl

And 7. All of your legal documents are basically just a nutritional list for the type of soup that you are

Just the image of seeing Solomon go absolutely feral and losing his goddamn mind and will to live, while the brothers, royals and angels are watching the two humans heatedly debate over the fact that they're somehow soup, while quietly whispering amongst themselves over wherever they agreed with Mc or Solomon with such a genuine fascination and interest and trying to understand where the fuck Mc got the idea came from is just to bloody funny not to pass up.

Hi! Omg, thank you so much for the kind words. 🥺 I am glad you enjoy my work!

I am so jazzed about this request. I am usually given angst or hurt/comfort requests, and while I love writing those genres, switching things up sometimes is fun. I hope I did you justice!

Humans are Soup

Genre: crack

Written for a Gn!MC

Characters featured: Solomon, Satan, Mammon, and Leviathan

Cw: swearing

Wc: ~1k

“Mc, I swear to every deity worshiped by mortals that you have lost your god-dammed mind.” Solomon pinched the bridge of his nose, very annoyed by the fact that you were still blabbering on about such nonsense after already arguing with him for 15 minutes.

“I’m tellin’ you Solomon,” you waggle your finger at him. “It makes a lot of sense if you think about it!” 

“It absolutely does not!” Solomon sighs, turning his attention back to his lunch. "You just think it does because you're sleep deprived." 

“What topic are we debating today?” Satan teases, sitting down in the seat next to you. 

“Yeah, what the hell are ya bickerin’ about over here?” Mammon plopped down on the other side of you, glancing quickly between you and Solomon. Levi follows silently behind, clearly too enthralled in whatever game he was playing to pay attention.

You immediately grasp Satan’s arm, much to his shock. “Satan! Great! You’re a reasonable demon. Tell Solomon that Humans are soup!” 

“I- what?” He stammers, scrunching his face in confusion. 

“Mc, for Christ's sake!” Solomon snaps, clearly having enough of the mindless debate.

“Nah, wait a minute now!” Mammon interjects, a smirk creeping onto his face. “I wanna hear this!”

You straighten your posture and adjust the tie on your RAD uniform, ready to give the best case you can. Levi glances up from his game for a moment, seemingly intrigued by your confidence in what you were about to say.

“Well,” You begin, looking between the 3 demons at the table. “I have been thinking about how humans operate and our composition for some time, and I have a theory that we are just sentient soup.” 

Mammon laughs as Solomon groans with his head in his hands. 

Satan smirks, raising an eyebrow at your suggestion. “And what lead you to this...interesting conclusion.” 

You smile widely. “I’m glad you asked! Well, We all know that humans are made up of about 70% water, right?” 

“Really?” Mammon gasped. “That much?!” 

You nod. “Well, it can be reasoned that that much water would serve as the broth for a soup, right?”

The demons stare at you, exchanging glances before shrugging. 

You continue, digging your fork into the meal on your tray. “And humans have many cells, within our body, which are obviously serving as herbs to flavor the soup!” 

Solomon groans again. “Mc-”

You point your fork at him. “AND- and! the nerves within our bodies snake around like noodles! Plus, we have tons of proteins and fat that serve to add flavor as well. Obviously, our organs serve as the meat within the soup!” 

Mammon stares at you as if his mind had just been blown. Levi looks confused, and Satan’s expression is one of amusement. 

“Are you suggesting then, that a human’s skin is the bowl?” Satan muses. 

“Precisely!” You yell, catching the attention of other demons within the cafeteria. 

Solomon narrows his eyes at Satan. “You can’t seriously be entertaining this stupid theory.” 

Satan smirks. “Well, I have never been known to stray away from philosophical debate.” 

“There is nothing philosophical about this!” Solomon throws his hands in the air in exasperation. 

Mammon stares at you in bewilderment. “Wait wait, soup is hot though right? So- how can it be soup if you aren’t roasting over a fire?” 

You smile. “Well, the core body temperature of a human is about 38 degrees Celsius, which means our blood is heated!”

“Also, there is such a thing as chilled soups, so that point doesn’t matter much.” Satan points out.

“Oh, I didn’t think of that!” You pat Satan’s forearm. “Good point!”

“It’s not a good point!” Solomon argues. “Humans are not soup!” 

“So then where does the sentience play in?” Leviathan asks suddenly. 

You turn your attention to the purple haired demon. “Well, I propose that our ability to control our bodies allows us special abilities that most soup does not have! So we are sentient in that regard, whereas most soup is not.”

“Most soup?” Solomon shakes his head in disbelief. “What the hell kind of soup has any form of sentience?!” 

You give him a smug smile, and he slaps his forehead, realizing he is giving into your ridiculous debate. 

“You know what, never mind.” He grumbles, going back to eating his food. 

You laugh, and make your final point. “I would also like to point out that our birth certificates and other documents detailing things about us, such as our skills and personality features, merely serve as a nutritional label!” 

Mammon’s jaw hangs, looking as if his brain just exploded. 

Levi shakes his head. “I don’t know Mc. This does sound kind of ridiculous.” 

Satan laughs. “Truly it is ridiculous, but I admire their tenacity and their ability to present a solid case.” 

You beam at Satan proudly, putting a piece of meat into your mouth.

“Mc, how did you even start thinking about this?” Levi questions, now noticing the dark circles under your eyelids and your blood-shot sclera.

Solomon rolls his eyes. “They haven’t slept at all in the past 48 hours because they’ve been too busy studying for the Spell craft exam.” 

“Hey, it’s not my fault you forced me to stay awake until I got incantation just right.” You snap back. “Also, its been 53 hours- not 48.” 

Solomon shakes his head, ignoring your commentary. “They started going on about it last night but I was able to shut it down. Apparently instead of focusing on the spell they decided to dedicate their remaining brain power to this worthless argument.” 

“Hey now- ‘s not worthless. I mean...They’re totally onto somethin’ here.” Mammon clasps a hand to your back. “You’ve gotta admit that the theory is pretty strong!” 

Solomon huffs and stands from the table. “That’s it. I’m done. If you need me I’ll be in the library.” 

[darthzero22]

Hello! Congrats on your 400 followers! I have an idea if you'd like. There's this movie called 'Weathering with You' and in the movie, it's constantly raining, all day everyday and it reminded me of Kamino's weather. So, one of the protagonists says a prayer and can make the rain go away, but only in a certain area. And I was thinking what if the reader had that power with the batch? It can be platonic or not. So pre empire, what if every time the batch and reader came home, it would always stop raining around the Kaminoan Cline facility because the reader always gave a small prayer or command to the weather for it to stop raining for a bit? They could be a Jedi or their special low them to control the weather and they're just very in touch with nature? (also angst points if the day they go rescue Hunter or the day they leave Kamino and Crosshair with Omega, it stopped raining? and Crosshair realizes they made the sun shine for him?) Please and thank you! Sorry if it's long. 😅

Thank you so much, really! 💖 @gabile18 That's a curious, but a very beautiful idea 😊

The Bad Batch 

Pairing: The Bad Batch x Jedi!Reader (a little more with Crosshair and Hunter)

The Jedi had many specialties, but the most curious is that they could control the weather for a short time. This was because they had a special connection with nature, so you do too.

Warning: angst

After much time away on missions, you and your squad finally arrive on Kamino. The planet was almost always rainy, and while at times it gave it a comfortable feel, at times it was dreary. Before going to your room you always spent time with your squad in their barracks, often talking, but now they were talking, or rather complaining, about the regs, as usual. You, on the other hand, preferred to stare out the window at the rain.

For a moment you closed your eyes and could not hear your environment. You entered a state of meditation that over the years with training you perfected, and when you opened your eyes it was because you perceived that someone was next to you looking at you. You smiled.

"Can I offer you something?" you asked.

"Again with that Jedi thing of yours?" Crosshair asked. He had his arms folded and a toothpick in his mouth.

"Since when are you interested in talking about my 'Jedi things' rather than insulting regs with your brothers?" you smiled.

"Since now. Is that answer enough for you?"

"If it comes from you, it's good enough for me" you smiled.

"Hmm. Good one" he smiles.

"Thanks. So what do you want to know?"

"What were you trying to do now, try to move something from the site with 'the force'?"

"That's simple, so no. I wasn't trying to do that"

"Simple, you say"

"Sorry, Mr. Perfectionist. I meant simple for me"

That takes a slight chuckle out of Crosshair.

"So what were you trying to do?"

"If I tell you, you won't believe me, Crosshair"

"Do it then"

Your talk did not go unnoticed by others, at least not now.

"Hey! What are you two talking about?" Wrecker asked.

"Jedi things" you said.

"Jedi things? Phew, you lost me"

"Try using your head for once, Wrecker" Crosshair said.

"What do you mean by Jedi things? You're not going to turn our barracks upside down with the force, are you?" Hunter asked with a smile.

"Believe me, this place is already upside down" you said, and you laugh a little.

"It's true. Sometimes you can't even walk here" Echo complained.

"You'll get used to that, so I recommend that you don't try to clean our barracks" Tech said to Echo.

You roll your eyes and look again at the window, the rain. You did the same as before: you closed your eyes and therefore entered into that state of meditation. You did not hear the others, you only heard the rain. If they were talking to you, you didn't hear them.

The force was part of you.

Suddenly you don't hear the rain, so you open your eyes and smile as you see the gray clouds begin to disappear.

"There's my Jedi thing" you said normally.

You thought it was funny to see the surprised faces of the others, but you only smiled. There was silence for a few moments, until the first to speak was Wrecker, because he hated awkward silences.

"Now I'm even more lost. Can anyone explain? Tech?!"

"I don't have a logical answer to give you, Wrecker, and don't yell like that!"

"I warned you that you did not see all that a Jedi can do" Echo said.

Hunter kept looking out the window at the now clear weather as he walked to your side.

"How did you do that?" he asked and looks at you with a raised eyebrow. He couldn't get over his surprise.

"With the force"

"Right. I've seen you do a lot of crazy things with the force, but never anything like this"

"Well, you have something else to add to your list, sergeant" you smile.

"Yeah, I guess" he smiles.

You could sense that the most surprised of all was Crosshair, but he clearly didn't show it. You looked at him with a smile, and he looks at you with a raised eyebrow.

"Speechless?"

"You have to try harder" he said

"As always" you smiled and wink at him.

Crosshair knew that you could sense what he felt, what everyone felt, so surely you knew that he was actually surprised by what you did and was just hiding it. He smiles, which was enough for you.

It was a long time after that. They asked you to do that "Jedi trick" sometines, or so they called it. The problem? One day everything changed very quickly for you. Order 66 made you a traitor to everyone, made your friends get killed, made your allies turn against you, and most of all made one of your most loved ones want to kill you. That was Crosshair.

He wanted to kill you at first, he didn't doubt it, although you could feel guilt in him. The chip, that damned chip controlled him.

The others protected you, they were not going to let anything happen to you for anything in the galaxy. They loved you. Even though you still had them, you missed Crosshair. You knew he was being controlled, you had to find a way to bring him back, but it was not possible. In Bracca he tried to kill you again. You thought it might not be possible to see the old Crosshair again, but you were wrong. 

Hunter was captured by the Empire and you never expected that when they tried to rescue him, Crosshair didn't try to kill you. The reason? In theory they removed his chip some time ago, since his accident in Bracca that gave him that scar on his head. When you managed to 'rescue' Hunter, which you did not hesitate to hug him the chance you had, everything took a turn for the worse within a few minutes. 

The Empire bombed Tipoca City, destroying it completely. 

You and the others managed, by the skin of your teeth, to escape before the ruins of the city you once called home killed you. At all times, in your escape, it was raining horribly, typical Kamino weather, but when you surfaced that changed. Now the sun was shining. Omega was with Crosshair, and he noticed that change. Everyone did. He looks at you, and you make an effort not to cry. 

“This is your doing” he said. 

“Yes, that's my Jedi thing”

The others were boarding the Marauder, but you were still on the platform with Crosshair.

“Crosshair, Omega is right. They're your brothers, she's your sister.... Please come with us”

“I have made my decision, how hard is it for you to understand?”

“It is difficult for me to understand because for a long time I have been with you and your brothers. I love you all... I still love you. But you want to be with an Empire that kills people like me”

Crosshair was silent, clearly affected by your words, but he was still with his usual serious face.  

“Yours are traitors, so they got what they deserve"  

That hurt you.

“So that means you have to kill me. You tried before, but I know it wasn't you. It was the chip... If I give you your rifle back right now, will you kill me?”

“The others would kill me first" 

“Answer my question"

“No... I wouldn't kill you" 

The fact that he didn't hesitate gave you hope, but you didn't know if it was because he responded with his typical coldness or because he was really sorry. Judging by what you perceived in him, he was telling the truth.

“Y/N! It's time to go!” Hunter calls you. 

“Crosshair, please...”

“Go away" he turns his back on you. 

“... Once, when I showed you my Jedi thing, as you called it, for the first time, you said I had to try harder...Being all together again simply made my heart happy, at least for a moment... The sun represents the happiness I feel when I see you again and talk to you... I am so sorry... I should have done it before" you rest your hand on his back. 

You feel Crosshair's breathing change, but he only moves away so you won't touch him again.

“You were late for a lot of things"

“I know...” without caring what he wanted, you stand next to him and put your hand on his cheek. “May the force be with you, Cross...”

This time Crosshair didn't walk away, he just stared at you until you started walking towards the Marauder. For a moment you saw that he was looking at you with the same eyes as before that misfortune happened. He still loved you. Your heart ached to leave him behind again, and when you boarded the ship, Hunter grabbed your hand. 

Having them all back together was still a dream.

You took one last look at Crosshair before the door closed, and when that happened you felt all the emotions you had been holding in, since Order 66 happened, fall on your shoulders. The loss of your friends, your own, Crosshair, everything. You simply hugged Hunter, as he hugged you first because he sensed what you were feeling, and clearly he wasn't going to let you suffer alone. 

“Shh. It’s okay, It’s okay... Nothing will happen to you, I promise. We will all be with you, always” he said softly.  He stroked your back.

That was true. They weren't going to let anything happen to you, and while you were still in Hunter's arms, through the cockpit window of the ship you could see that the weather on Kamino and it was still sunny. Crosshair deserves something good after everything that happened.

[stellocchia]

Uhhhh... Motherfucking au where everything's the same but SBI is canon and techno is a person with morals and empathy.

So the 16th was an overreaction and he actually regrets it. He got really swept away with everything in pogtopia and Wilbur egging everything on didn't help. So when he starts his retirement he actually means it and there's no wither arc

He still forgets to tell anyone he's in retirement so the butcher army kinda happens as it did before. He actually willingly follows them back to lmanberg for a trial (he doesn't just immediatelly comply with them of course but no actual battle Takes place)

He gets executed without trial and wether he has the totem or not he doesn't use it. He loses a life, figuring that if he gives them their show of power this whole shitshow is finally gonna be over.

He finds Tommy and like any decent person but especially a brother he takes him in officially. No raccooning needed. He focuses on helping Tommy recover a bit, both physically and mentally while doing his thing and keeping an eye out for lmanberg, if they decide one life wasn't enough.

Hiding from dream and stuff is p much the same

Phil comes back by himself.

They don't exactly have any reason to go to lmanberg so they don't exactly do.

Well. Mostly. They sometimes sneak around especially when dream is there to kinda scout what's going on. It's a compromise. Techno is gonna support him in getting stronger and getting info for his endgoal of getting the disks back and Tommy will hold back for now and be patient.

Butcher army still moves onto dream anyways because... Idk I feel like quackity would've gotten to him anyways like. Why not yknow.

The festival happens and the community House scene is pretty similar

Dream blames it on Tommy, wants the disc tubbo has, Tommy reveals himself.

The whole thing is just hilarious because. Yknow. People didn't know Tommy was alive. So first they thought dream was insane and then Tommy fckin entered the stage. Techno backs him up. Tubbo is pissed. His reasons are pretty different while also being pretty much the same.

Tommy let him think he killed himself and was okay doing so while going after his stupid discs. He's alive so there's the possibility he actually did blow up the community House and give them trouble with dream. Lmanberg and techno aren't cool or anything. After the execution they were just mutually ignoring each other. Lmanberg thinking he was like. Scared or some shit.

Listen. Tubbos just been having a hard time ok.

They still kinda have their shouting match because both have been bottling up shit

Dream gets the disc

Dream announces doomsday

Tommy sides with tubbo

Techno is ok with that. He didn't have an agenda. He's in retirement. He makes it clear though that this means that that's where they part. Techno's taking his retirement very serious. Techno and him had the compromise that techno would help Tommy get ready to get the disks back before releasing him back into the wild. If Tommy gets involved now, this deal ends.

Techno's Not getting involved with this conflict.

Tommy pretends to think for a few seconds but there was never a decision to be made in his mind.

They hug and part ways

Tommy still rallies the people

It still falls apart after he leaves

People are still pissed at him

So doomsday arrives and it goes pretty much the same except. Yknow. No techno or philza.

Dream releases several withers like. One or two hours early because he's a fucking bitch. (Here he actually has wither skulls himself)

And when I say several I mean several

Once he has enough spreading chaos and keeping everyone busy he builds the tnt grid and yeah.

Lmanberg is a crater anyways.

However. Philza (who in this au actually bothered to learn about the country he helped rebuilt and lived in for weeks) went and got all of ghostburs stuff the night before because. Yknow. I want him to a bit more of a good person in this.

Also. Yknow. Friend.

There's still a lot of shit blown up. The minecraft-blade-soot-innit family ain't saints. They got ghostburs shit. That's it.

So afterwards most of the shit goes the same with dream. The scenes on the grid etc etc etc

When Tommy after a long day enters his house there's technoblade and Phil and ghostbur who've been waiting for him to come home after that shitshow. They comfort him, tell him he can always come visit them in the Arctic or even live there with them if he wanted. He declined but thanks them anyways

They spend the night just to make sure he'll be okay.

The next day they go back to the antarctic

Mostly the same stuff as in canon happens

Tommy and Tubbo still get the gear for the fight against dream themselves. Tommy made the decision to do the disc thing without techno during the community House scene and he wants to respect techno by not going back on that. Though he knows if really necessary he could go and barely need to do any convincing for Techno to help him out with some gear

Getting worried about tubbo he doesn't want to chance it but not wanting to put techno on the spot he tries to steal and very similar to canon techno just pretends to be too busy to care.

When they leave techno Phil and ghostbur are also waiting for them though not on the prime path. They're a bit off to the side and them and the duo don't talk. Tommy's already done that with them after he got dreams invitation. Theyre just there to see him go off.

They're not with the saving group but they don't need to be and one of the first things Tommy does after his victory is private message them that he's safe and they won and dreams in prison.

He comes over for dinner the next day to tell them in more detail so they know what's going on and that's about it for season 2

I'm not getting into season 3 now and probably never but a few tidbits about it

Tommy still has to somewhat earn the diamonds for his hotel from philza. The minecraft-blade-soot-innit family might be semi functional but that doesn't mean Phil just gives them money whenever they ask for it. That's not how you raise kids.

Tommy obviously sends them an invite to the hotel opening anyways and techno asks what the VIP perks are

Tubbo and Tommy still have to work through a lot just like in canon. Add to that that tubbo doesn't quite know what to think about Tommy and his family being this close again. On one hand they weren't involved with doomsday like in canon and have just been keeping to themselves since Techno's execution. On the other Techno's behaviour in season 1 is still fresh in his mind and "he was having a rough patch" kind of doesn't just give him closure on that. Like he's not mad. He just doesn't know what to think of it. Cuz like. Techno's not trying to redeem himself or anything. He started his retirement because after getting out of that ravine and the adrenaline fading and just having time to think and realize what happened he realized that he couldn't let himself be controlled by the voices anymore so it's like. Going from full on alcoholic to no alcohol at all ever within a day. And to make that possible he focuses just on his retirement. This isn't about becoming a better person per se it's about not getting so strung up in shit that you tell your younger brother to die while sicking withers on him. He recognizes that he fucked up. He accepted lmanbergs judgement of executing him. Now he just wants his fckin peace. And that's kinda weird to think about for someone in tubbos position. Because. Yeah.

Thinking about Tommy spending time with his family like everything's peachy irks him because. Kinda makes it seem like everything's resolved. Like he's okay with them just having a happy ending despite them not really deserving one. But with time he realizes that Tommy needs them as a support system and that getting worked up about it just isn't worth it.

Uhhhhh and that's about it I think

Ooooh, semi-functional family sbi and clingy duo angst? Love that!

I do wonder how the whole exile debacle would go if they were actual family, especially considering that Phil was in New L'Manburg and therefore knew about the exile and could go visit Tommy freely, same with Techno actually (except for the being in New L'Manburg part), but, like, for him we can pretend he didn't know. Like, would Phil try and go visit Tommy more then once? Or would Dream find a way to keep him away? Maybe make him think he has no right to meddle with Tommy's life just now?

Also I wonder how Ranboo would be involved in all of this. Because if Techno and Phil were not there during Doomsday I doubt they invited him to live with them and I doubt they made the Syndicate, so would Ranboo live with Tuboo? Would he try to act as a sort of mediator for Clingy Duo?

Like, there are so many possibilities for this....

[celestialevie]

Weddings and what could’ve been’s // F.W. x F! Reader

Hi! This is my first ever posted fic, I hope you’ll like it!

PAIRING: Fred Weasley x F! Reader

Genre: Angst 

Summary: You’ve been friends with Fred since forever. But what happens when the one you love is not feeling the same and now he’s getting married to the girl he loves. Based off of this song :))

Word count: 2.5k

It was supposed to be a good day. Waking up, getting ready for another day of writing her novel about picturing a certain red head as love interest of her novel. But it all flushed down when she saw a small envelope just sitting there on the table, almost as if it was mocking her. It's been sitting there ever since it arrived yesterday afternoon, not expecting to receive an invitation to the wedding of one person she didn't want to participate in. Fredrick Gideon Weasley. Her best friend since their second year of Hogwarts. It was almost ironic how a simple wedding invitation can break a heart that's already been on the verge of breaking, tears were rolling down her face, not a single sound could've been heard besides her sobs. Her best friend/roommate ran out of her room as soon as she heard her. Not expecting to see her best friend on the floor crying over a single paper, she realises what happened, the one thing she dreaded even though it was only a matter of time before it happened. The way Fred was talking about that girl, she knew that her best friend was in a wait of a permanent broken heart. But now a day later, she decided to throw the invitation in the rubbish, deciding no matter how much she cared about her best friend she knew she wouldn't be able to handle watching him promising himself to someone else for forever. Taking out a bottle of her favourite rose, she pours some of it in a glass and heads back to her room, deciding to forget about her heartbreak by throwing herself into her fictional world where she was the one Fred loved. 

 Soon, she'll realise that not even wine and her own fictional world would help cure her broken heart. Not when the one she's so in love with decided so pay her a visit, not hearing anything from her in over a week. He wondered if she got the invitation to the wedding, the day he couldn't wait for it to finally happen. The thing is, he's not going to be able to do it, if his soulmate in a form of his best friend isn't there by his side, making sure he doesn't panic like he often happens to do in stressful situations. 

Upon hearing knocking on her door, she slowly gets up from her desk, heading to open the door, not expecting to see the person she wanted to see the least, standing in front of her. 

Every day they were closer to the day that changes everything for forever. One of them was dreading that day, while the other one couldn't want for it to come any sooner. Soon it was the day of rehearsal dinner or also known as the day before it all goes shit show for her. Everything was ready, her outfit ready for tomorrow. Deciding she wasn't strong enough to make it through the wedding alone, she begged her best friend to go with her, helping her survive with alcohol. The wedding was in the backyard of The Burrow, but it wasn't anything special or near as big as it was Bill's, both Fred and Lillian agreeing it was best to have a smaller intimate wedding with their closest ones there. Apparating a minute away from The Burrow, she walks towards the door, knocking softly before entering the house. Everyone was on their feet, final preparations for tomorrow are being made. Ginny was the first one to notice her, running towards the girl. Brining her in the hug, she laughs. '' Hi Ginny '' they pull away from the hug, Ginny looking at the girl. '' You look gorgeous y/n. I'm still angry at my brother for not marrying you. '' y/n rolls her eyes playfully. '' Stop it, you know we would never work as a couple, plus Lillian is a lovely girl, I'm sure she'll be a good sister-in-law. '' they talked as they walked upstairs heading towards Ginny's room.  What no one knew is that the night of the Yule ball, Fred was ready to confess his dying crush on his best friend, that's why he brought her to the astronomy tower. He had it all planned out  until they were interrupted, and it was all ruined. Fred often wondered if they hadn't been interrupted would've it been her who he was marrying. Would it work out or would it fail and therefore ruin their friendship. George was the only one along with Lee who knew about it. That's why the night before the wedding he found himself sitting in front of the small lake they had behind their house, wondering if Lillian is truly the one he wants to marry. Y/n found him after a few minutes, joining him. '' I knew I'd find you here. '' he said nothing, just kept looking in front of him. '' What's bothering you, Freddie? '' she gently took his hand into hers, brushing her thumb gently across his hand. '' I'm just worried if I'm making a mistake or rushing this. Before tonight, I couldn't been happier waiting for this day to finally come, but now that it's here all my mind seems to do is make me wonder if I'm marrying the wrong girl. Maybe I should just marry you, we've been friends for forever, it wouldn't change much. '' he lets out a small laugh. Letting go off his hand, I grab his face with my hands on both sides of his face. '' Fred I need you to look at me. Do you love Lillian? '' he nods his head. '' I don't think I've ever loved anyone the way I love her. '' a small smile appears in the corner of his mouth. '' Do you see yourself being with her for the rest of your life? Is she the one you want to see growing old with you? '' y/n questions him. Fred waits for a few seconds before answering, with a big smile on his face. '' Yeah, I do. God, why was I even doubting this. This is why I need you by my side, you always know how to get me out of my head. Thank you, love. '' he pulls her into a strong hug. '' Hey, if you need a getaway car tomorrow, me and George will have one prepared and then we can get married. '' she joked, even though there was some half truth in it. '' it's late, I have to go get that beauty sleep for tomorrow so do you. Goodnight Freddie. '' she plants a small kiss on his cheek before apparating herself back to her flat, before crashing down in the middle of living room, bursting into tears of heartbreak. The pieces that weren't shatter from before, had shattered now. There were no pieces left of her heart. The rest of the night she spent in the arms of her best friend, crying herself to sleep. 

 It was funny really. The story of how they met, how they became inseparable and how she eventually fell in love with him. The latter didn't come to much of a surprise. How could someone not fall in love with him, when he's the most amazing person she's ever come across. It was their second year in Hogwarts, and she was heading towards the library, deciding to prepare herself for the upcoming Potions exam. Merlin knows how much she dreaded those. It wasn't her fault, most people on her mom's side of family never really knew how to do potions. As she was walking there, someone grabbed her by her arm and started dragging her away with them in a direction of the nearest broom closet. In a second she realised it was one of the Weasley twins. Not even needing to ask why he was in such a hurry, already knowing they caused another trouble. Quickly running inside the broom closet, one of the twins put a hand on her mouth, signalling for her to be quiet. Rolling her eyes, she did as told until we heard Filch and Mrs. Norris passing by. Another minute passed on until he removed his hand from her mouth. '' I'm Fred. '' he introduced himself. '' Y/n '' she shook his hand. '' Care to explain why you dragged me into this dusty broom closet with yourself? '' Fred laughed. '' Had to move you out of the way from Filch or else you'd be in the trouble along with me. '' nodding her head, she left the closet. And that was the beginning of their weird friendship. From participating in the pranks, to making excuses why they're not in the certain classes you shared with them to Fred asking her to go to the Yule Ball with him, leading us to the night they had almost kissed. Somewhere in between she slowly fell for her best friend without intending to. It all felt like a dream. Dancing with her best friend so closely, to sneaking off to the astronomy tower because that night, the stars were shining so bright. Slow dancing in the moonlight, it all felt almost to perfect. Both of them slowly leaning towards each other until they heard a crashing noise, interrupting their intimate moment. It made her realise that it was for the best for them to be just friends, their friendship being worth more than a relationship not knowing how it'll end. Almost as if it was a silent agreement between them, neither of the two brought it up ever again. She would never want to ruin his day, so yes she had agreed to be his second best man, no matter how much it'll hurt to be there so up close seeing it all unfold almost like in a film scene. 

Next morning when she woke up, she felt so exhausted while getting ready. She barely had any energy in her body and she was pretty sure she also had no tears left. Putting on her beautiful dress, she did her makeup and hair. She was ready to stand there next to her best friend, and watch him marry the love of his life, no matter how much the fact that it's not her hurted. It was a beautiful ceremony, he looked so beautiful in his dark blue suit, it really made his hair and eyes stand out a bit more, and don't her started on how beautiful the bride was. Her gown looked straight out of a fairytale. A few tears espaced during the ceremony but when George asked her why is she crying, she brushed it off as happy tears, even though she knew she didn't fool George with that lie. During the reception she mostly stayed at her table, trying to drown her sorrow in the wine and other alcoholic drinks. She watched as her roommate/best friend danced with George along with watching Fred and Lillian dance together like it was only two of them. Molly and Ginny often came and talked to me, but it wasn't long until I couldn't handle it anymore and just drowned the rest of my drink before saying goodbye to everyone, making an excuse saying she unfortunately had to go home and finish her book, her publisher gave her a deadline until tomorrow. The last person left to say goodbye to was Fred. Tapping him on the shoulder, she gives him a smile as he turns around. '' Congratulations Freddie boy once again. But I have to leave now unfortunately, I have a book to finish. '' Before she could even say anything he took her hands and put them around his neck, pulling her closer to him. '' Just this one dance and then I'm setting you free, okay? '' He begged her. Nodding her head, they start slow dancing. '' I'm really proud of you Freddie, you finally found the one you always talked about. Hopefully one day I'm gonna find my prince charming one day. '' she rested her head against his chest, listening to his heartbeat. '' I'm sorry I wasn't the one for you. '' he said, making the tears slowly start pooling in my eyes. '' That's not for you to apologise, we're too good friends for us to work in a relationship. Us not kissing that night of the yule ball was for the best. If we kissed who knows if you'd meet Lillian, your true love. Don''t you worry about me. '' and with that she pulled away from him, placing a small kiss on his cheek before apparating home. Letting him stand there alone, her words sinking in, making him wonder again if he had made a mistake by not letting her know of his feeling that night. But soon his thoughts were brushed away as he felt the lips of his wife on his.

'' Hello love '' he greets her after she moved aside, letting him in. Pulling her into a hug, he goes into the living room, while she still stands there shocked at her door. Quickly getting rid of her thoughts, she heads over to where he was. '' Hi Freddie, what are you doing here? I didn't expect you to visit. '' she sits down next to him. '' Well it's been over a week since I've last heard from you, so I decided to pay you a visit. She nods her head. '' Yeah, sorry about that. I started working on my novel again and that's all I've focusing on recently. Didn't mean to neglect your need for constant attention. '' she jokes, even though she knew he had his fiancée know to give him attention. Fred rolls his eyes. '' Yeah yeah whatever. Listen I have a question/favour to ask you. '' she furrows her eyebrows. '' Okay, I'm listening. '' taking a deep breath, he begins. '' So as you probably know I proposed to Liliana. Speaking of that, have you received my invitation to the wedding? '' it's been over a month since they got engaged, and yet she still couldn't bare the thought of losing Fred forever. '' Yes I have, it's very beautiful Freddie, I am very happy for the two of you. '' she gives him her best fake smile, not wanting to upset her best friend. '' Thank you, love. My question is, would you like to be my second best man? Along with George of course. I don't think that I would be able to do it without you by my side. Please say yes or at least think about it. It would really mean everything to me. '' This was definitely something she hadn't expect. There goes your plan on not going to the wedding, making an excuse of why she can't make it and get drunk in her room while watching her favourite romcoms. '' Of course Freddie, anything for you. '' those words came out before you even had a chance to think about them. 

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The Battle Between Love and Fire-

Ivar the Boneless × Reader

Chapter Forty-Nine

Chapter Fifty: "...just as soon as Naharis thinks that things can't get any worse..I will make it worse.."

Word Count 3.5k

Warnings: brutal, heavy angst, mentions of blood and body parts, death of character

When you see Daario in the middle of the floor, bleeding from his abdomen, you feel a sense of regret. However, that soon passes when you see your people's faces. A sense of relief washes over them at such a sight that it gives you an immediate sense of purpose. You have to do what is right for your people. 

Daario "Y/n..please-"

"Silence." He does as he was told, "You shall not speak, do you understand?" He looks down as he nods. You walk backwards, towards Ivar because he is your strength and your guidance. "As you all can see, your once leader of this kingdom is wounded. I have my reasons as to why, but my husband has informed me of some of the things Daario has done since I have been away-"

"He killed her!" A woman shouted. 

"He killed who?"

"Helga, he killed Helga!" Your heart broke in your ribcage at the confirmation. 

You slowly nod, "How did he do it-"

Daario "She's lying!" 

"Hvitserk.." he looks at you and then draws his sword, approaching Daario. 

Daario "No-NO!" Hvitserk does not listen to his words and gives him a fresh, deep wound. Close to the first one but still, not deep enough to kill him. Daario screams out in pain and it seems to amuse Ivar. 

Hvitserk kneels down to him, looking him in the eye and tisks his tongue "She told you not to talk yet you still disobey.."

Daario "They're ly-" Hvitserk stops him from continuing with his blade to his throat. 

"Hvitserk..not yet." Hvitserk hesitates to draw back his axe but he does. "Miss, please tell me what happened."

"She came to me one night in a panic. She told me what Daario was planning."

Ivar "What was he planning?"

"To overthrow you all, my king." Ivar bangs his crutch on the floor and clenches his jaw. "Helga told me that he was planning on returning to Kattegat in two moons time. She said that he noticed from his last visit how weak you looked, my queen." You recall that time being a painful one for you. "So he was waiting, hoping that you would weaken enough to kill you-"

Daario "THAT IS A LIE! Y/N, PLEASE! Do not listen to this!" You raise your hand, signaling him to stop talking.

"Continue."

Daario "Y/n!-"

"But Helga realized that she knew too much. She feared for her life and was too going to make her way to you but the morning of her attempt, he found her packing and slit her throat." You close your eyes because you could vividly see that happening to Helga, that it was unbearable. 

"Is that all you wish to tell me?"

"Yes, my queen-"

"We fell ill!" An older gentleman shouted from the back. "We all did. Infants, children, men, women..the elderly. We think that he poisoned our livestock-"

Daario "I DID NO SUCH THING!"

"Ubbe, keep him quiet." Ubbe grabs him by the mouth, holding him still and quiet. 

"That is a big accusation, please tell me why you think that." Multiple villagers explained why and it made you infuriated. Why? Because they too told you how many lives were lost due to the spread of an unknown illness. 

"Thank you for telling me this. As you know, I will not allow such things to go unpunished. You are my people and therefore you all have a say in this man's death." Daario attempts to speak so Ubbe pushes on his wounds, causing him to scream. Ivar walks ahead of you, sweating from being so enraged. And in that moment you saw what was in his mind.You knew what he was planning. 

Ivar "Do you all know who I am, huh?!" 

"You are the son of Ragnar..aren't you?" 

Ivar "I am. We are." He looks at his brother's, "and being a son of Ragnar, you all know of our reputation no?" They all shout in agreement. "So you know that he must die for the pain that he has caused all of you." Once again, they agree. "I cannot express to you my hatred towards cowards like him. A coward who got a taste of power and wanted more." He walks towards Daario, "Even if you tried, you would have never won Naharis." He leans in closer and whispers in his ear, "I've missed this.." Ubbe could hear what his brother spoke and his heart rate skyrocketed. Ivar has not killed anyone in quite some time and he has been a better man because of it. Ubbe just hopes that his brother is not the one who in fact kills Daario, that it will be someone else. 

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You spoke to your people and many of them suggested death by hanging. Some suggested death by fire and a few suggested death by sword. You took in consideration everyone's choice but you also have your own way of doing things. Especially when this man was indeed planning on returning to Kattegat to kill you and your family. The thought of trusting a man who you trusted with your kingdom, has betrayed you just makes you so ill. You cannot believe that this has happened, again. You let your people down and this has to stop. 

Ivar "We have your dragon's here."

"Are you suggesting he gets eaten?"

Ivar "Not exactly," he chuckles, "I am suggesting he gets burned."

"Rightfully so.."

Ivar "Just as soon as Naharis thinks that things can't get worse. I will make it worse-"

Hvitserk "I want to kill him."

Ivar "Excuse me?"

Hvitserk "You heard what I said Ivar."

Ivar "And why should you get those honors, huh?"

Hvitserk "He was coming back to Kattegat Ivar..to try to kill all of us-"

Ivar "We know this Hvitserk-"

Hvitserk "And that includes Asta!" Ivar's emotions completely shifted instantly. You do not think that Ivar realized that Daario would have tried to kill her and that made him feel every emotion at once. "You can hurt him Ivar but I want to be the one to kill him."

Ivar "Alright. Only if Y/n agrees." Hvitserk looks at you with a need in his eyes. He needs this. 

"Can I at least help..?"

Hvitserk's mouth forms a small smile, "I wouldn't want it any other way."

You have Ubbe and your viking guards, drag Daario into the courtyard of the kingdom. Your people gather and you stand in front of Daario. Your dragon's shriek at the first sight of what is about to happen. They can sense the change in the environment around them, the energy around them. 

Ivar "So..how would you like to die?" He asks as he crutches his way towards the whimpering man. He, of course, does not answer. "Hmm?" He makes Daario look up at him by lifting his face with the sharp end of his crutch. "I asked you a question. Have you forgotten how to speak, huh?" 

Daario "No" he coughs, "I just refuse to answer your question. Ivar..the Boneless."

Ivar snickers and looks at you for confirmation to hurt him, to which you let him. He takes his dagger and forces his mouth to be opened. Daario keeps his mouth tightly closed so Ubbe forces his mouth open by hitting him hard enough for him to scream. Once he does, Ivar takes the opportunity and cuts out his tongue. It was a shock to hear your people shouting in praise of what your husband just did to the man, but it put your heart at peace with what is happening today. 

Ivar "Now..you can't speak." He wiggles his tongue in front of him with a proud smile on his face while the man screams and chokes on his own blood. "Maybe now, you will not talk when you're not allowed too..hm?" He rises himself and before he walks back to you, he throws Daario's tongue in his lap. 

Ubbe "Who's next aye!?" Hvitserk grabs you before you could start to walk by grabbing your arm. 

Hvitserk "Are you sure?"

"He was going to kill all of us Hvitserk. You said it yourself, that includes Asta. Yes..I am sure." He lets go of your arm and steps back. You kneel down in front of him, just as Ivar did moments prior and take out his own dagger. 

"Just..nod for an answer." He looks at you, "Would you have killed Asta?" He looks around him, spotting Asta in the arms of a maiden, and shakes his head 'no'. You look behind you with hesitation in your eyes, to Hvitserk. In that moment, he knew what you were telling him, with your eyes. You did not know what to do. 

Ubbe "Y/n..he is lying to you." You look up at him, "He has lied to you from the very beginning. He said no because he knows that you would spare him!" You knew what Ubbe was saying to be true, so you buried your emotions deep inside and placed the dagger between his legs. He starts to squirm immediately but that puts him in even more pain. 

"You want me so badly, don't you?" He starts to scream, "Well how about I fix that problem then..hmm?" With one clean strike, the problem was fixed. Ivar was in shock at first, but then extremely impressed. Every viking shouted so loudly to show their approval that you could swear the whole world could hear them. 

Ubbe "Neith, Eldr..Ryuu..DINNER!" He takes his privates from your hands and orders a guard to feed it to your dragon's. Daario has fallen unconscious from the pain of it all. Two stab wounds, now a loss of a tongue along with his privates. Could you blame him? 

You look at Hvitserk, "Finish him off once he wakes." And he nods.

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As you waited for Daario to wake, you had a talk with your people. Trying to figure out what to do since your kingdom needs a ruler, but you are to rule by Ivar's side. 

"I feel as if I have failed you all. I trusted this man with you all and he has brought only agony. I wish that I knew what was happening here..I could have stopped it before it got to this point-"

"I sent you letters, my queen." A woman shouted. 

"Letters? I never received your letters."

Ivar "He must have stopped the order."

"He must have, we have not received any letters from any of you."

"That explains why-"

"We thought he had already killed you!" A young boy said. 

Ivar "When? From his last trip?"

"Yes, my king. He said that it was his mission. We figured once he returned, that the queen of Wessex was dead." You look at your husband and then to Hvitserk. Both of them had hate in their eyes, but also fear. They had no idea of Daario's intentions. They had speculations, but never enough to act upon. 

Ivar "Well," he walks closer to the people, "I can assure you all, I would have never let that happen." He offers them a smile, to which they nod and smile back. "Your queen is a fierce queen. Strong and noble, but with a good heart. He wouldn't have been able to kill her." 

Hvitserk "Your queen would have saved you all, if she had received those letters."

"We know. That is why we thought that you were all dead." The maiden who is holding Asta said.

"I am here. I am here for you all."

They all shout in unison. They never stopped believing in you. They never lost their love for their queen. Only feared of your demise. 

Daario wakes, barely. He tries to move, but is too weak from the loss of blood. You are surprised to see him still alive, but you are glad to see that Hvitserk will get his chance of revenge. 

Hvitserk walks in front of your people and draws this axe, "I am aware that you all do not know me very well. You notice me always by your queens side, and being a son of Ragnar Lothbrok. But before I kill the man that almost killed my family, I would like to tell you why I wish to do so." He takes a step forward, "Your queen has endured more than most people do in their entire lifetime on this earth. And so have my brothers and I. My brother Ivar is a king, yes. But he suffers pain every single second that many of us cannot even comprehend." Ivar puts his head down, "And Ubbe has his own demons that he fights everyday and as for me..well. Where to start. Before Y/n came into our lives I have lost every woman I have ever loved, became an alcoholic and many more things. But since meeting her, we all became a better person. And to stand here today and hear from you good people that Daario Naharis was going to kill us all…" he walks backwards and spins his body around to face Daario, and with a loud growl, he decapitates him. 

Hvitserk looks immensely happier seconds after his actions, "I will not allow that to happen." Your people look at Hvitserk, down at the headless body a few feet away from them, and then to each other. Moments after, they bow before Hvitserk Lothbrok. To you, that made you realize who would rule your kingdom while you were in Kattegat.

…

Your dragon's fought over Naharis' body but all three of them got their fair share of him. With your people content, Ivar, Hvitserk and Ubbe more than content and your daughter now safe, you are now at peace once again. Your life is like one big rollercoaster that you so wish to keep a steady, straight line from this day forward. But you know that that was not possible. If it were, that would be the life of everyone. And where is the excitement in calmness? 

You take Asta in your arm's and you can feel the love she has for you in one touch of her hand. She grabs your face and you kiss her little fingers. Hvitserk notices and walks up to you. 

Hvitserk "She is safe now kitten."

"Yes."

Hvitserk "What is it?" 

"Oh nothing." A smirk forms on your face that you can't hide. 

Hvitserk "What are you planning?"

"Something that I think that you will absolutely love." His eyebrows furrow and a smile forms on his face. 

Hvitserk "You are sleeping with me tonight?!"

You burst laughing, "No. Well, if you want me to-but..you will find out soon enough."

Hvitserk scuffs, "Why can't you just tell me huh?"

"And why can't you be patient?" You kiss him on the cheek and then join your people. "LET'S FEAST!" you shouted.

You have already made your decision on who will rule Wessex but you wish to tell Ivar before you tell everyone around you. Ivar kisses your lips and tells you how proud he is of you. 

Ivar "I didn't expect that of you, my sweetheart."

"Oh I surprised you did I?" He laughs, "My my my, I have made Ivar Lothbrok speechless!" 

Ivar shushes you by crashing his lips onto yours and pulls back, "Only you have that power over me."

"Mm?"

Ivar "Mhm." 

"So, I have been thinking, my love."

Ivar "About?"

"My kingdom, of course."

Ivar "What about it?" He asks before taking a sip of his ale.

"Leaving it with a new ruler." And his glass pauses by his lips as he stops his sudden movements. "I think that you will like my decision."

Ivar "Your last decision tried to kill us-"

"This man is family!" 

Ivar pauses, "Family?...Hvitserk."

"Hvitserk." You give him a moment to process this and then he smiles. 

Ivar "Alright then."

"Do you approve?"

Ivar takes a deep breath, "Approval is a strong word-"

"Ivar-"

Ivar "Let me finish. My brother has always wanted to be a king. So to have him be the ruler of Wessex..would be a change for him."

"Do you think that he will accept?"

Ivar "Hvitserk wouldn't say no."

You nod, "You saw my people bow to him.."

Ivar "Yes, they did."

"So that means that they already worship Hvitserk in a way."

Ivar "You can say that.."

"Okay, then it is settled. Hvitserk becomes the ruler of Wessex." Ivar sköls to that, making your heart burst with joy. 

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The night came over Wessex and everyone gathered inside the castle for warmth. You have your men prepare a huge fire to make sure that everyone is comfortable and warm. Ivar has been holding Asta since the death of Daario. You have not seen him hold her for this long before. It has been hours and he has just held her in his arms so peacefully. 

"Do you want me to hold her?"

Ivar "No, she is about to fall asleep." You look down and see her little blue eyes flutter sleepily. 

"I know but you have been holding her for hours-" 

Ivar "Have I really?"

"Yes my love."

Ivar "Huh? Time has slipped my mind I suppose."

"Is everything alright?"

Ivar "Everything is perfect now, my sweet."

"You have never held her this long before.."

Ivar "That is going to change now, I promise." 

"Ivar-"

Ivar "No I am not going to fail Asta Y/n. I failed Baldur..he was deformed-"

"That was not your fault!"

Ivar "No, but I believe it is because she told me that he was my son even though I know that he wasn't." You just listen to his words, "I know that she is not mine but I will always love her like she is."

"She loves you Ivar. She always will."

Ivar smiles, "I hope that she won't fear me like everyone else does."

"Those people do not know the real you, Ivar. They know the old you."

Ivar "Mm. That is true. But in any case, I want them to fear me."

"There's the king that I married." You kiss his lips as he smiles. "I have to make the announcement.."

Ivar "Go, I got her."

"I love you."

Ivar "So much."

You walk up in front of your people, in front of the fire. Everyone's eyes were on you but all you saw was your family: Hvitserk, Ivar and Ubbe. You locked eyes with Hvitserk instantly and he did the same. He smiles at you, making you smile back. Then, you took a deep breath and proceeded. 

"As you all know, I rule Kattegat with my husband Ivar. With Daario gone, we must have a new ruler to lead you all while I am in Kattegat. This decision should have been my very first but I foolishly did not think of it. But I swear to you, this man will never fail you. He will never harm you or put you in danger. He is a strong man, a noble man. I love this man and I know that he will lead you all with honesty." You look at Hvitserk and he looks confused. "That man's name is Hvitserk Lothbrok."

And in that moment, everyone began to cheer. Their cups of ale crashed together and everyone was so happy. Hvitserk now smiles as it clicks in his head once you offer your hand to him. He rises from his seat and walks up to you and joins hands with yours. 

"I am sure that you have a lot to say."

Hvitserk "Y/n are you sure? What about Asta?"

"We will figure it out, I am not leaving you tonight. I do not know when we will go back to Kattegat but I am certain Hvitserk. There's no one else I want to rule here. You are the only one I trust."

Hvitserk "I don't know what to say."

"You don't have to say anything-"

Hvitserk "I love you."

"And I love you. Now talk to them.." he kisses your forehead and walks closer to them all. 

Hvitserk "I must say that this came as a surprise. But I swear on my arm ring to never fail you all. I have always wished to be a king one day. Be a good one, like my father Ragnar was. My brother Ivar knows my dreams and I am sure that he was surprised as well."

Ivar "I knew!"

Hvitserk laughs, "I am overjoyed! Tonight we will feast to many joyous moments that took place on this day! And I will make sure that you all will thrive-"

"HAIL HVITSERK!" A man shouted and soon followed every man and woman in the kingdom. You join Ivar at this time and shouted with them. Hvitserk holds in his tears of joy but one strays and you notice. 

You whisper, "Look Asta, look at daddy-" she coos, "He will make Wessex great again. Great for you to one day rule, little one." Seconds after those words left your lips, a vision crept into your eyes. You see Asta as a young woman and Hvitserk by her side. They look at each other and share a quick smile before he himself, places the crown upon her head. 

THE END

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Robin Hood Rewatch: 2x08 Get Carter!

This is actually one of my favourite episodes of the season, partly because I really enjoy relationship angst, but mostly because we get multiple characters dealing with their trauma/grief. If we can't get these guys and gals into therapy, at least we get to see them talk (and hug) it out.

Also the best episode title they're had for a while - I have no doubt one of the writers is a fan, and Carter is so named only because they wanted to make this reference. The assassin seeking revenge for a dead brother is wholesale lifted from the plot of the film, and Joseph Kennedy almost has a passing resemblance to Michael Caine's look in that role.

"Get Carter - before Carter gets you!"

Carter is one of the only guest stars they actually will bring back later, and for good reason.

"Why don't you ever kiss my ring?" Vaisey, always making things creepy.

Marian is simmering with unrestrained anger, eager to get into the fight, while Robin is the one advocating for the watch and see approach, and it’s quite the role reversal.

The gang's reaction to her charging off is quite funny though, she knocks John over completely and Djaq throws her hands in the air.

Robin’s now getting a taste of what the rest of the gang have to put up with dealing with his recklessness.

Tying Marian up in the middle of a melee, however, is disgusting behaviour - while Marian was hot-headed throwing herself into the fight (nothing Robin hasn't done before himself), he knows that she can hold her own with a sword and doesn't need protecting. Tying her hands is the absolute worst thing he could have done, because how is she meant to defend herself? I can somewhat understand where Robin is coming from in this episode (even if he goes about it badly), but this is unjustifiable.

Clearly she gave that guard she clanked on the head amnesia, because he never reports back that Marian was fighting with the gang.

“I owe you my life”/“I won’t take it just yet.” Nice.

Scimitar is still missing in action.

Robin doesn’t want Marian to be seen in case she needs to return to the castle, when he’s spent the whole season urging for her to join the gang. I think he realises he made a mistake asking her to flee last episode without giving her time to deal with her grief, and wants to leave her options open. But telling her that she’s not ready to make the decision (about whatever she wants to go back), however correct, is patronising.

There's a fundamental conflict that Marian wants to be treated like a member of the gang, but doesn't want to cede to Robin's authority like the rest of the gang - in turn Robin expects her to follow his orders like the others, but isn't treating her like he would the others either - he would never tie them up to keep them out of a fight, and Marian has every right to pissed at him about it.

Djaq and Much having a little tête-à-tête about Carter - I just really enjoy that they’re often paired together in these gang scenes, they balance/play off each other so well. Just this pure platonic frazzled vs calm vibe.

Much just has this really great memory for faces - he was able to recognise fake Richard last season just from his profile despite wearing a helmet, and now he knows he remembers Carter's face from somewhere (or as it will turn out, Carter's brother).

Much really just does not let up, and I love that about him. "You'll be disappointed though, with uh, today's wound. I mean if you're planning to go back to the Holy Land and, uh, kill him." That not so subtle probing for information and Sam Troughton's delivery is always perfect.

"Wasn't me, was it?" Oh Much, so close.

“The crusty one” - lol

It's not explicit, but implied that Vaisey and Guy believe Edward was the one passing information to Robin, and Marian is cleared of any suspicion (paving the way for her return). Guess Guy never showed the Sheriff that hair dagger after all.

Vaisey is actually giving Guy some really good advice here, albeit laced with his usual cruelty and getting all up in Guy's personal space.

"Grow up Gisborne" - now I don't think it's deliberate on Vaisey's part to invoke a Marian parlance, seeing as she really only says this to Robin (and once to Much), but it's a nice little callback, however unintentional.

Marian asks for an apology (and deserves one), but Robin doubles down and doesn't come out of this exchange well.

Because his delivery is terrible, but he's otherwise quite correct - as skilled as Marian is, she’s used to relying on (and having to worry about) only herself and not work in a team, and look to a single point of command. But both of them have their backs up - they're two strong personalities and neither is going to give ground, reverting to the ideological clashes of season 1, except now in much closer quarters.

Robin's also not used to being challenged in this particular way, and in his frustration is reacting like a captain disciplining a soldier, not a lover helping their partner through their grief. I do wonder if the conversation would have gone differently if they'd been alone.

lol at the gang awkwardly standing around listening to Robin and Marian fight. Djaq trying to busy herself with her mortar and pestle as Robin and Marian argue around her.

A really great scene between Marian and John aka the camp dad. Marian really just needs someone to listen to her and appreciate what she's going through - Robin is too fixated on the dangerous way she's channeling her grief and not even trying to address the root cause. He trying to tell her what to do, not listen to what she actually needs.

On the other hand it's probably better coming from John, a neutral party without the emotional baggage she has with Robin.

Because Robin and Marian are really being driven by completely different motives - Marian by grief and therefore loss, and Robin by trauma and therefore fear. In her sorrow, Marian has lost all her fear of being discovered, in fact she wants to make it know she's with the gang, to finally be free to say which side she's on and fight openly, to make her father's death worthwhile, and can't understand why Robin is trying to stifle that.

"I thought you used to have your own men Little John?" So someone remembers Forrest and Hanton!

After Carter takes down the gang one by one, Robin takes down Carter in three seconds (including catching the long dagger Carter throws at him, and flinging it back) and it's lights out. Can you believe it's the first concussion of the season? (Notwithstanding the multiple head injuries Allan sustained last episode).

While Marian has been known to be punch-happy, the "he'll tell us more if he knows we're willing to hurt him" is just so (intentionally) out of character - it is however somewhat reminiscent of Robin in 1x08, wanting to get his punch and torture on with Guy. However rather than understanding where Marian is coming from, he pushes her away with the "go and cook something" jibe. This almost feels like he was going for familiar banter and miscued, but is also an asshole thing to say. When their positions were reversed in 1x08 Marian at least tried to reason with him - Robin is seems to be ill-equipped to do the same.

Allan just having a little snooze against the castle wall. He really seems defeated and depressed after last episode.

Marian's corset has a pouch to hold a dagger - or at least I hope there is because otherwise it's ouch time.

Leaving Marian at the camp is again a mistake on Robin's part - it excludes and isolates her from the gang, rather than trying to involve her so she can bond with them, engaging in their outreach to the peasants - who she helped as the Nightwatchman, but never really had the opportunity to come to know. It would remind her that they are not just fighting against the Sheriff but for the people, which in her frenzied grief she has perhaps lost sight of.

Instead, Robin's focus is on Carter, who he rather identifies with and so finds it easier to address his motives, and try and change them.

Carter is in many ways Robin’s dark mirror, what he could have become in the Holy Land if he chose a different path. It’s important that this happens right when Robin is backsliding - he’s trying to save his own soul as much as Carter’s.

Okay, let's talk about Marian’s forest gear - fashioned from the outfit she wore when she fled the castle the previous episode - but dear me it's awful. The grey culottes, rather than becoming trousers have now been turned into that corset, and her vest/skirt overlay have now become those trousers. Just baffling.

“I’m good with nuns” followed by Allan straight up knocking the Mother Superior over and stealing her ring is iconic.

Much gives Robin a sword to use going after Carter - still no scimitar.

I really love the confrontation/fight scene between Robin and Carter - it's very well choreographed and written, but we also see the best of Robin's character (after seeing some of the worst earlier).

Carter's brother is called Thomas - Allan's brother was called Tom. Lots of dead brothers in this show (including Djaq's).

The story of Carter's brother Thomas dying because he "stopped listening" and led a raid against orders is a little on the nose, but gives context to Robin’s fear for Marian’s safety in part triggered by his war trauma - someone charging in against orders and then dying in his arms.

But it shows Robin as a man who, even when Thomas' recklessness had cost not only his own life but others of Robin's men, was still moved to instruct the stretcher-bearers to make Thomas the hero, and himself the negligent captain, in order to comfort his family.

The fight is fairly even, and although Robin gets the upper hand in the end, it's only partly his skill - rather his true strength is in reaching the man inside the assassin, and then surrender and allow Carter to take his revenge if that's what he wants, and despite his fear, trust that there is good still in him, and that he can leave behind the life as a killer as Robin has done (tried to do).

This scene is the core of why I really love Robin as a character. He's riddled with PTSD and a reckless bravado, he's at time emotionally stunted with those he loves, makes terrible mistakes and often says the wrong thing, but he also has this great heart and compassion that allows him to reach people, to understand and help them, even at the risk of his own life. He's trying.

"He was a hero - just not on that day" is quite a poignant line.

Much and Djaq together again, just saying.

Robin finally finds out that Roger of Stoke was intercepted. I had assumed he'd figured that out once he knew Allan was a traitor but okay.

Poor Much crying out for Robin's attention - he's got his own trauma from the war and wants to talk about it, to commiserate with Robin about what they went though, but Robin can only cope by not talking about it, not even thinking about it.

Much makes a good point that Robin should have listened to him about recognising Carter, but it comes across as jealously over Marian and Robin misses just how deeply Much carries his hurt.

One of Robin's biggest flaws is that he's overwhelming in his affection, compassion, and understanding for strangers, but takes those he loves for granted - Carter's response to grief was the same as Marian's, but Robin listened to Carter, consoled and comforted him, while keeping Marian at arm's length. Perhaps because strangers don't ask for anything beyond that - it is the granting of kindness, but not the sharing of self. It's the latter Robin truly fears, but what Much and Marian deserve (although tbf Marian has problems with this as well).

“Either I’m part of your gang or I’m not” is a valid point, and Robin's still not happy even when she agrees to stay behind!

But she disobeys him, and saves his life. It's a rite of passage - almost all of the members of the gang have this.

Allan looking rather distressed as Guy is about the chop off Robin's head, and he makes a small movement just before the swing (as does Much).

Guy again pushing Marian past the point of discomfort - she left, wrote him a letter asking him to leave her alone, straight up told him to his face to leave her alone, and still he persists.

Her kissing Guy (to distract him from seeing Much and Will) is really the only time she sends mixed signals, but Guy's whole energy seems to be just to wear her down until she agrees to be with him and it's gross. It is however kind of amusing that he tries to be authoritative and forbid her from leaving, and she immediately walks away.

Robin and Marian are back in playful banter mode, although I wish there had been a deeper discussion (and that Robin had apologised in return). It doesn't quite feel like the conflict between them has been resolved, it really is just a "truce".

But I do like that it's Marian who reaches out to Robin at the end of this episode, because up until this point it's Robin who has been (somewhat) the one making overtures - asking her to join the gang, telling her he needs her, telling her he loves her, while Marian's been more reserved. This feels like her acknowledging that sometimes she needs to take the first step.

This was a long one - but as a I said, I really love this episode!

[occupyvenus]

Sorry, I didn't intend for my ask to be rude, I was just startled because I thought you were saying Sansa had no right to be hurt and therefore didn't really deserve any sympathy if she was, but I realise now that I jumped to conclusions. Sorry. I'm just dreading boatsex not because I'll be angry at Jon but because I just don't want to see Sansa hurt again, especially by a man she trusts so much (although I know it won't be intentional or "wrong" of Jon since they're not in a relationship). :(

Hi anon, sorry for taking so long! My inbox is full and I really don’t know where to start….. 

Sorry if my answer was a bit rude or salty as well! I know, It’s so hard to judge someones tone and intentions without all the non-verbal communication that’s normally going on. I’m also guilty of that.

If boatsex happens (still crossing my fingers it doesn’t, though I made my peace with it and don’t even think that endgame!jonsa is threatened by it. Optimistic pessimism and all. Just read on.) I do think Sansa will be hurt by it and my heart goes out to her. But looking at the silver-lining, it will probably surprise her just how much it hurts her. I’m going to assume she already knows about r+l=j by this point, so her jealousy will open her eyes about her true feelings. A Green-Eyed-Epiphany.

I imagine that Jon will feel bad about it as well, once he meets Sansa again. Wondering why he feels so damn guilty. Why he can’t look her in the eye. After he finds out about his true identity everything will fall into place for him as well. It will be a blessing in disguise, of sorts. Two characters realizing that they love each other, after one of them sleeps with another person is like a really old romance trope, anyway. It wouldn’t surprise me if they set up the D as a romantic false lead to accomplish just that. 

One thing to keep in mind is this: The jonsa-shipping community has whole-heartly embraced them as a potential couple. We are aware that cousin-relationships are acceptable in westeros, have dissected any underlying meanings and thrive on the whole siblings-to-lovers-angst. But the general audience needs to be slowly and thourougly prepared for that. The series is doing it’s best to foreshadow Jonsa, without being too obvious about it. They are keeping it sublte for a reason. They are constantly using romance tropes and putting them into what could be described an un-siblingly atmosphere to prime the audience for the big twist. They want to keep it ambigious. People have already noticed and once they are ready to come out, a lot of casual viewers will go “now that I think about it, that *insert any, really any jonsa scene* was a bit weird… should have seen this coming.” That’s what they are trying to achieve here. But they will not implement any romantic gestures where the audience could go like “Eww, but they think they are siblings. Gross”. They don’t want us to go LANNISTERS !!!! They want us to root for them, not being disgusted by an assumed brother sleeping with his assumed sister. (Side-note: Jon and Jaime have so many anti-parallels, if desiring your “sister” isn’t among them, I might just scream. That’s the difference between them, though. Jaime actually has an affair with his sister, Jon has the same “dishonourable” thoughts and impulses, but he will not act on these feelings until it’s okay to do so.)

Neither Jon, nor Sansa is going to acknowledge or admit to any romantic feelings, as long as they still believe they are siblings. Now that we have confirmation about them not being siblings, it’s time for a character to notice as well. They can be more open about it. A third party in the show will notice that ~something~ is off and start to drop some hints (looking at you Littlefinger bzw I really look foward to any Tyrion-Jon conversation about Sansa), simultaniously standing in for the audience and drawing it’s attention to the matter. They might not know yet, but we do. As does Creepyfinger. The show has done a wonderful job at setting up jonsa and any J0nerys-sexy-time could be just another piece in the puzzle. Making the audience aware of it, without hitting us right into our cute, little faces. I’m a little down that it takes so long too, but they are taking the narrative in the exact direction I would expect. (side-note: I absolutely love @hyojung12 idea that Jon is dropping the “sister-bomb”, so we can correct him in our minds. They want us to go: But, she really is his cousin, isn’t she? Such a great observation, love it.) 

To ease your mind about boatsex a little bit: Jon sleeping with another woman (or Sansa sleeping with another man, but like please not LF, just no one at all. She deserves to only be properly loved for the rest of her life. No more love-less sexual encounters for her. Seriously.) before they know about r+l=j is actually a good way to keep the gross-factor down. (It’s his bad luck that she’ll turn out to be his aunt. The irony.) It implies that any inappropriate desires where kept far under the surface. It shows that they are unaware of it and that it doesn’t influence their remaining love- or sexlife. It may not be as romantic (I agree), but it also ensures the audience that they aren’t leading their lives accordign to any possible incestious impulses. 

Last, but not least to come back to the original topic of this conversation: Jon and Sansa have a strong bond. They already build their relationship slowly, stone by stone. Ned and Catelyn started doing so after their marriage, Jon and Sansa have already finished that phase. Their relationship is already based on trust, respect and mutual admiration. The love will follow. As I stated in my original post, this will be another ned/cat - jon/sansa parallel. After all Ned and Cats marriage started off with a rough patch as well. They had to become comfortable in their new roles (from future brother/sister-figure to spouse). They had to deal with an alleged affair, even worse having the alleged “product” of it constantly in front of their faces. (sry, jonny.) They worked through it and became of the strongest, happiest romances in the series. 

Jon and Sansa’s relationship will blossom into a love strong enough to get through this as well. In good times and in bad. Once they confess their love, nothing that came before will matter anymore. They can’t cling to the past, if they are busy building a future together. (I love cheesy, dramatic language, btw) 

[tyranttortoise]

Here's an angst riddled idea to throw around in your brain: Horror Sans vaguely remembers having a human mate, but they're gone and he doesn't know where they went. Via timeline shenanigans, Horror, Classic Sans, and Classic Sans's mate (who is therefore Horror's ex) meet up. During uncomfortable small talk, Classic makes a dirty joke relating to how his mate tastes, and suddenly Horror remembers their taste too, just not in the same way. (I'm evil I know)

( *Horrortale inspires me for some reason.  I just love getting in the HT!bros’ heads!  This was a great idea.)  

There was a time when he was a different person.

Memories were fickle that way.  Glimpses of a time when things were better–when he didn’t have the constant, gnawing pit of hunger in his belly; when there weren’t rules and curfews and an Overlord ruling the hellscape with an iron fist and a SOUL twisted with determined rage; when his brother’s dreams hadn’t been realized and shattered in the same, awful moment.  

Those memories were lost in the wind, twisted and fragmented.  There were things he knew how to do (equations he could answer by looking at them, but then not remember the steps, nor where he obtained such knowledge) and things for which he didn’t know the purpose (what was the strange machine in the basement and why could he occasionally read the strange symbols on the blueprints?).  There were people he could briefly recall… a human whose name he couldn’t remember, one who escaped and took with them the hope of the Underground, scattering the gathered human SOULs as they passed through the barrier.  

And then…

What happened then?

Undick took over, but those memories were sharp, ingrained into his skull with a firm hatred that stirred his SOUL.

A memory of Papyrus’s jaw, unhinged and hanging lop-sided.  His boisterous voice, filled with pain as he struggled to speak:  "N-NO, SANS–ST–“

Defiance.  

Reckoning.      

Clouded judgement and that uneasy pit of hunger– always hunger.

Then–back to apathy, to boredom.. to repetitious days as a sentry.  He was used to those; he wasn’t sure why, but it felt as if he had already lived the same day for a lifetime.  

With every loosened or jagged tooth in Papyrus’s once vibrant smile, the anger roiled inside Sans.  They were both starving; Undick’s Underground-wide rationing wasn’t enough.  So… why give her the SOULs–the power to become a god–when the solution to their hunger was right in front of them?

The days were a blur, slipping through Sans’s phalanges are quick as the wispy tendrils of hair that could occasionally be found in Paps’s Special Spaghetti.  As quick as the other locks he could remember between his fingers…

He frowned.  

"hey pal, you’re doing the creepy thing again.”

The voice brings him back to the present–his voice, only lighter, with a hint of jovial mirth always lurking in the baritone.  Sans realizes that he’s got his fingers curled into his unlit eyesocket again, firmly tugging the outer rim, and he slowly forces the phalanges to unfurl, grunting in response.

His mirrored self chuckles across from him, fingers laced with a human’s.  

There was a time when Sans was a different person.

There was a time when Sans was that person, the grinning comedian sitting on the loveseat in front of him.  

Sans suddenly smiles, though unlike his mirror, the smile is tight–humorless.  "sorry bud.  sometimes it seems like i’m not all there in the head.“

His smile widens as he watches the corner of his mirror’s smile twitch, the other’s eyelights momentarily flicking to the jagged, open crack in the top of his skull.  He enjoys unnerving this candy-coated version of himself, the one that wouldn’t understand real strife if it bit him in his bony coccyx.

The version of himself that he can never be.

It’s easy to unnerve his mirror, for obvious reasons.  However, his other self tries not to let it show for the human’s sake; he doesn’t seem to want his mate to be afraid of Sans.  

Sans, however, doesn’t really give a shit one way or another.  He just wants his mirror to hurry up and fix the machine so he can go home–back to his own hell.  They keep telling him that he’s safe here, that he has food, shelter, and a chance at a normal life on the Surface, but…

It’s meaningless without Papyrus–his Papyrus.  

(He can’t even look at the Papyrus here without nearly shoving his fist in his own eyesocket.

*oh stars, what happened to you pap?  how did i let it get that bad?)

”eye got to hand it to you for that crack,“ the comedian shoots back, that smile back in place.  The human beside him giggles, though ribs him with their elbow.  

Sans can’t stop staring.

The human that went through the barrier took the entire Underground’s Hope with them, but…

They…

They came back, through the same hole, years later.

More mature, begging for the chance to be the Savior they were meant to be.  

(He had thought he was dreaming when he offered them a headdog and they actually put it on top of their head and cracked a smile.

"Do you remember me, Sans?”

And how his SOUL had ached with those words…)

They may have taken everyone else’s Hope, but… they had been Sans’s Hope from the beginning.

Long tendrils through his fingers, whispers in the night, dredged up memories of who he used to be–who he could possibly be again, with them there beside him…

Was that the same human sitting across from him, gazing at his mirror with unconditional, easy love?  The kind of love that didn’t involve fear and flinching whenever he got set off or there was a knock on their door?  The kind of love that didn’t involve hiding or getting thrown in the shed during his Bad Days?

He can’t remember…

His phalanges scrape across his face, skirting back toward his eyesocket.  The habit is an impossible one to break.  

“you hungry, pal?”  His mirror asks him that much too often, even since he discovered what his diet consisted of Underground.

Sans could use the distraction of food.  "yeah, sure.“

The human rises, playing the part of host–likely because they don’t want to sit alone with Sans.  His creepy smile widens at that thought.  "make sure it has the human touch, will ya?”

Their smile falters around the edges, and they hesitate as they rise from the couch.

(He can see their bottom lip quivering as they perform a backwards, flailing crabwalk through the snow, trying to put distance between them.  Their gaze is riveted to something clasped in his hands.)

His mirror’s hand is still laced with the human’s.  The other him chuckles, lifting that hand to press a soft skeleton kiss to their fingers.  "i know i’d like to experience the human touch.  maybe get a taste for myself tonight.“

Sans knows his mirror is trying to play off his own uncomfortable joke, to twist its meaning and make his mate feel comfortable again.  From the curve of their lips and the way they squeeze his hand, Sans suspects it works.  

However…

His fingers dip into his eyesocket again, curling uncomfortably around the rim.

(He knows what terror looks like.He knows what their terror looks like.

*i’m hungry…

He can see them laughing                                          smiling                                                               flushed with ecstasy*paps is hungry, too…

He can see them crying                                          begging                                                          ��    sobbing in the snow*and so are they.

"sorry.”

It was another one of his Bad Days.. only this one was the Worst Day.  )

“hey pal, you’re doing that thing with your eyesocket again.”

He snaps back into reality and pulls his fingers out of his socket, but when his single dilated eyelight lands on the human again, his tongue begins slavering behind his humorless, unapologetic grin.

“sorry.”

His memories have been fragmented, fallacious things, but sometimes… he remembers.

And now, he remembers what his mirror’s human mate tastes like.

[alexhogh7137]

The Battle Between Love and Fire-

Ivar the Boneless × Reader

Chapter Twenty-One: The Healer

Chapter Twenty

Word Count 3k

Warnings: a lot of angst, fluff only at the end

By the time you reached Kattegat, you were unresponsive. Hvitserk, Ivar and Ubbe were in a panic. As soon as they reached the port, Ubbe got out of the ship and rushed over to the Healer's tent. 

Ubbe "Please...we have her. She isn't responding! Can you help her?!" The Healer rose from his spot on the ground and cupped Ubbe's face into his hands.

Healer "I will try my best. Where is she?" 

Ubbe "She is over here." When Ubbe left the tent, his wife Torvi was waiting for him with fear in her eyes. 

Torvi "Is it bad?"

Ubbe "Worse than it said in the letter, I have to go. I will keep you updated on Y/n. Watch over the kids, I love you."

Torvi "I love you too. Come now, let's go over here." She took her kid's and walked over to the opposite side of the kingdom. She knew by the look on her husband's face that it was not good. She feared for you and prayed to the gods that you would regain consciousness. 

Hvitserk is holding you in his arm's while Ivar stumbled out of the boat. Ivar's legs are in excruciating pain from today's earlier events but he is not thinking of himself right now. All he is worried about is his wife. The Healer reaches Hvitserk and stops in front of him. He places his hand over your forehead and pauses. 

Hvitserk "What is it?"

Healer "Her wounds have gotten infected. I can see the infection spreading throughout her body. Her skin is boiling. Her body is trying to fight off the infection but she is so weak. That is why she is unresponsive."

Hvitserk "And her daughter?" He asked with tears in his eyes, fearing the horrific news that no parent-to-be wants to hear. The Healer takes a step back and inhales deeply.

Healer "I..I can see her but she is struggling to survive. With Y/n's condition, I do not know if she will make it through the night." Hvitserk looks down at you, struggling to stay alive in his arm's, then looks at Ivar. 

Ivar "You can't do a thing? You can't heal her, like we all promised her!?"

Healer "I can heal her wounds but the medical will have to treat the infection. Even with medication, it will take her body a fairly long time to heal. I have not seen a woman so severely beaten before...if I may ask, who did this to her?"

Hvitserk "King Harald and her father."

Healer "My gods," he places his hand over your body, seeing everything that he has to do, "take her to her chambers, I will heal her wounds there." Hvitserk rushes to your chamber's and places you on the bed. 

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Hvitserk and Ivar go into the throne hall where they hold group meetings, to inform the people of their Queen's state. 

Ivar "I know that many of you saw your Queen coming in here. I am sure that many of you are wondering what happened to her, why she is so severely beaten. You see, one of our strongest allies, King Harald Finnair, took her while we all slept five day's ago. He took her to Wessex, her own kingdom where her father rules, and raped...and tortured her to this current state." Hvitserk watched from afar and listened to his brother, your husband, talk about everything that happened to you. All he can worry about is you not waking up. He knows that if you do not awake, he will lose you and his unborn daughter. You barely have a baby bump and this all happened to you. His heart aches in his chest for you and his daughter. After seeing the Healer's face after asking about her, he knew that it was a slim chance that she would pull through. But still, he keeps his head high and prays for the best outcome possible. Against all the odds, that he would get both of you back.

Ivar "We have her back and that is all that matters. We found her in time and she is alive but is very weak. All I ask, is for all of your prayers and good thoughts for my wife. Her and my child need all of us right now. I have my own fears, as many of you all do as well. But we can not focus our time and thoughts on those fears."

"Will she live?" A woman asked. 

Ubbe "We do not know right now. The Healer is with her as we speak, amongst many of the medical maiden's to try and get her to awake. But we can't know for sure."

"Why would he do this to her?" A man asked.

Ivar "He knew how much she means to me. He knew of her dragon's, and wanted them for himself. So he took measures to ensure that he would get them. To his dissatisfaction, he did not get them."

"Where is he now?" The same man asked.

Hvitserk "Burned to ashes. Now, go back to your duties." Everyone paused for a moment, then did as they were told. Hvitserk looks at his brother's. 

Hvitserk "We can't know for sure, Ubbe?"

Ubbe "We don't know if she will make it, Hvitserk. I was not going to lie to our people!" Hvitserk attempts to hit him but Ubbe dodges, only to pull his brother into an embrace. 

Ubbe "Stop...stop." he tries to get out of the hug, but Ubbe does not let him go. Hvitserk began to cry. The anger turned to dispar and disbelief. 

Hvitserk "She has to wake up...she has to." Ivar walks over to his sobbing brother and puts his hand on his shoulder.

Ivar "She will. She is strong. She has endured many battles, she will win this one. Okay brother?" Hvitserk nods.

Hvitserk "Will you come see her with me? I don't want to see her alone."

Ivar "Of course, let's go. Ubbe, you are in control until further notice." 

Ubbe "Alright. Let me know how she is, yes?" Ivar agrees and walks away.

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When they walk into the chamber's, they see you still unconscious. Your bruising and cuts are healed. Only scars remain from your deep cuts. It is a visual relief, but the fear is still fresh in their minds. The Healer looks up at his king and smiles.

Ivar "What, why are you smiling?"

Healer "Her fever has come down immensely."

Hvitserk "And what does that mean exactly?"

Healer "She should awake very soon, Hvitserk." 

Ivar "Are you certain?"

Healer "Ah yes. I can see her eye's opening when I touch her. She should make a healthy recovery." Ivar forces a smile, but he is still having those waves of uncertainty. 

Hvitserk "What of the child? You said that she will not make it through the night. Is that still the case?" The Healer places his hand over your belly and silences himself and the maiden's in the room. He closes his eyes, waiting to see visions of the near future. Once his eyes open, he looks at Ivar. 

Healer "She is alive," Ivar sighs from holding his breath, "with the antibiotics in Y/n's system, Y/n has a better fighting chance, therefore, so does the child."

Hvitserk "So she and the baby are going to live?"

Healer "My vision's never fail me, Hvitserk. They never lie. I can see Y/n waking later today and her having the baby in the near future. So yes, Hvitserk, she and the baby are going to live." Hvitserk puts his head in his palms in a state of relief. Ivar starts to cry tears of joy and relief. The Healer and the maiden's have been in here tending to you for over two hours. The wait has been agonizing. So to hear him say that you and the child will live, is the best news that they could have ever received. They prepared themselves mentally for the worst, but prayed for the best. And their prayers were answered.

Healer "I was worried, as you both were of course, but once I healed her wounds...it is as if her body shifted into fight mode and she started to heal herself." 

Ivar "That's our girl." Hvitserk laughs and nods in agreement. 

Maiden's "She will be fairly sore. Even after healing her wounds, her body is still going to feel like they're there. So she will need to take it easy, my king."

Ivar "She will. She won't have to lift a finger until she is more than ready. Thank you. All four of you, thank you. And thank you for healing my wife." He looked at the Healer directly.

Healer "I took away her wounds, Ivar. But she is healing herself." He said and then left the room. Hvitserk sniffs away his last tear and smiles, looking down at you. He moved a piece of hair that fell upon your eye and placed a kiss on your forehead. Ivar watches with a heart so full of love. Seeing his brother as in love with you as he is, makes him feel so happy. He loves Hvitserk, more than his other brother's. Bjron and Sigurd have passed but he used to have four brother's, now only two. Having Hvitserk and Ubbe rule by his side in good faith, is more than he could have ever asked for. Hvitserk and Ivar have grown close this past year for many reasons, but now more than ever, he really feels like his brother. He loves seeing him gush over you as he does. When you awake, things are going to be different. You are going to be safe. Safer than you once were. 

Hvitserk "You are right, Ivar. She is strong."

Ivar "I know that I am right. She is a fighter. So strong that she would have beaten Lagertha herself if she was given the chance." 

Hvitserk chuckles, "Yes. That would be a sight to see, that's for sure."

Ivar smiles, "You love her, don't you?"

Hvitserk "Is that even a question, brother? Yes, I do."

Ivar "I am glad to hear that. I am happy to see that you are in love again."

Hvitserk "I did not think that it was going to be possible, but here she is. A true blessing for all of us." 

Ivar smirks, "That is very true," he sighs, I can't wait to see her beautiful eyes again.."

Hvitserk "I know. I miss them. I miss her voice, and her smile. The way her face lights up when she sees either me or you."

Ivar "We are her everything, you know that yes?"

Hvitserk "I do, I know it very well. And she is ours."

Ivar "I will go and inform Ubbe of her state, you can stay with her. I'll be back later." Hvitserk nods and lays down beside you on the bed. 

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Ubbe and Torvi are sitting in yours and his throne. Not going to lie, it bothered Ivar. Seeing Torvi sit where you once did. Now Ubbe, he is allowed because he is his brother and will be king of Kattegat one day, but to see Torvi...infuriated him. 

Ivar "What are you doing in my wife's throne, huh?"

Torvi "I-I am sorry. I will move-"

Ivar "My wife is clinging to life and you have the nerve to sit where she sat?!"

Torvi "My apologies. I was not thinking clearly, Ivar. I am too very worried about her."

Ivar chuckles, "Oh is that so? Because you don't seem so worried to me, Torvi. You and Ubbe were just laughing moments ago."

Ubbe "I am trying to get our minds off of the situation, brother." 

Ivar takes a step back and realizes that maybe he has overreacted. His emotions have been all over the place since the day that you were taken. 

Ivar "S-sorry Torvi. I am just worried..I shouldn't have shouted."

Torvi "It is alright. I completely understand. Ubbe was the same way when we lost our Hali." Ubbe's head sinks to the floor and rests. 

Ivar "Ubbe, look at me," he lifts his brother head up, "Y/n will be okay. The Healer told us."

Ubbe "He did?"

Ivar "Yes. Her body, visibly, is perfect besides some scars. But she is still not awake. The maidens said that she will be very sore when she does."

Ubbe "Why, if she is healed?!"

Ivar "On the outside, she is healed. But not on the inside. She has to heal on the inside herself." Ubbe sighs, "But she is strong and she will heal soon enough. I am worried too, Ubbe. I fear that if I get my hopes up too high, I will get put down and something will happen and take a turn for the worst. So right now, things are looking good."

Ubbe "Well that is good. I will not stop praying until I see for myself that her eyes are open. Until then, I will worry."

Ivar "As will I, Ubbe. As will I."

…

Hvitserk plays with your hair and rests his head upon yours. He so wishes that you will awake like the Healer has informed them. He misses everything about you. You have been unconscious for most of the day. They rescued you in the morning hours. As soon as you got in the boat, you fell into unconsciousness, and that was around midday. He misses you saying his name, he misses literally everything about you. As if you were already gone. He decides to lift you in his arms, and take you to your dragon's. Maybe that will give you even more strength to make you wake up. When Ivar sees Hvitserk carrying you, at first he was confused, but then he looked out the window to where he was leading you, and saw Ryuu's wing and knew exactly what he was doing. 

Ubbe "What on earth is he doing?"

Ivar "He is taking her to her dragon's." He said with a smile on his face. 

When Ryuu, Eldr and Neith saw you in Hvitserk's arm's, their bodies went into a mode so strong. 

Hvitserk "Easy...easy…" Neith is the first to sniff your body. Her face is so large that one sniff of you, she takes in all of you. Once she pulls back, Ryuu is the next to check on you. He is the most aware and worried of the dragon's. His noises make that clear. He squeaks and growls, trying to get your attention. Hvitserk looks down at you, trying to see if any of this is working. When Ryuu nudges you with his snout, you push up against Hvitserk. Next he sees your fingers start to move on their own. 

Hvitserk "It is working. Eldr, c'mere boy!" Eldr does as he is commanded and checks on you. He nudges and brushes up against you. Neith and Ryuu make noises so loud that it hurts Hvitserk's ears. You start to stir in Hvitserk's arm's, so much so that he feels like it is working perfectly.

Hvitserk "..Y/n..baby can you hear me?" He starts to rock you in his arm's, trying to get you to awake completely. "Come back to me Y/n. Please baby, come back to me. Y/n...Y/n can you hear me?" Neith is so worried at this point that she blows out fire into the air, striking down a few birds. You start to move your arms, and then your fingers start to patter on his chest. 

Hvitserk "Open your eyes, baby. Come on...please, open your eyes.." he leans down and kisses your forehead. When he lifts his face back up, he sees your eyes slowly start to open. Hvitserk's breathing hitches and his eyes start to water. Your eyes flutter to open completely, so Ryuu takes it upon himself to nudge you again, making your eyes open fully. 

Hvitserk "Baby…"

"...hey Hvitserk.." you mumble and whisper.

Hvitserk "Oh.." he looks up at the sky and mouths 'thank you' to the gods, "hi my love." You look at him and smile. Your muscles contract and you use them to hold onto him. You look over and see your beautiful dragon's. 

"Hi my babies.." Neith is so ecstatic that she leaps off of the ground and does a flip in the air and then comes back to the ground. 

Hvitserk "Sweetheart.." you look up at him. "our daughter is okay." That is all that you needed to hear before breaking down into tears. He holds you and cries with you.

"Are you certain?"

Hvitserk "The Healer saw her, she is okay. You both will be okay."

"..I..I love you so much."

Hvitserk "I love you, baby. Always."

"Can I see if I can walk?"

Hvitserk hesitates but agrees. He places you down but holds onto your hips.

Hvitserk "...are you okay?"

Hvitserk "C'mere." You walk to him and wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him gently. When he pulls back, he has more tears in his eyes.

"Yes..yes I'm okay!" Hvitserk let's go of you and let's you slowly walk towards him. "I'm sore but I'm good.." Seeing you walk for the first time, is a miracle to him. Especially after how he found you this morning, that was the worst sight ever imaginable.

Hvitserk "I thought that I would never be able to kiss you again." You wipe his tears away and smile.

"But you are. I'm not going anywhere."

Hvitserk "Please don't. I don't think I would be able to live without you."

"I wouldn't either. So let's stay together, yes?"

Hvitserk smiles "Yes." He leans down and kisses you again. He takes your hand in his own and starts to walk with you. 

"...Ivar!"

Hvitserk chuckles, "He will be more than happy to see you awake." You walk with Hvitserk hand in hand into the home. When Ivar looks up, he see's his wife not only awake, but walking.

You smile when his eyes catch your own, and his heart just about explodes in his ribcage. You are okay, you are alive. And in that moment, he felt like he just won the world. 

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